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Chapter 56

Author: Monica Decastillo
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Aaron stepped out of the opulent Clinton mansion, the weight of his secret pressing down on him like a physical burden. He felt a chill despite the warm summer night, the air thick with the scent of honeysuckle and the faint hum of distant traffic. The luxurious surroundings, the extravagant party, the carefully curated facade of wealth and happiness - it all felt like a cruel mockery of the truth he carried within him.

He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he dialed the number he had been waiting for. The call connected, and a gruff voice answered, "Aston, what's the update on Hilaire Clinton?"

"There's something going on," Aaron said, his voice a low murmur, his words laced with urgency. "His transactions are... unusual. I'm not sure what it is, but it doesn't look like legitimate business."

"You think he's involved in something illegal?" The voice on the other end sounded intrigued.

"I don't know for sure," Aaron admitted, his eyes scanning the street, his sen
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