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Chapter 83 A Step Closer

Author: Howler
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-04 21:40:26

Daphne’s POV

As Nate walked out, the room around me spun.

“Easy,” Sebastian said, kneeling in front of me, his hand gently stroking my cheek. Maryam rushed to the kitchen, returning quickly with a glass of water, which I gulped down desperately.

Nathaniel’s words echoed in my mind. What did he mean by that? And Claire… she set me up to destroy my marriage. But why? I always knew she wanted to take everything I had, but to go this far? To ruin me?

Sebastian’s phone dinged, breaking my spiral of thoughts. He pulled it out, his face darkening as he read the message. His jaw clenched, and a dangerous gleam flashed in his eyes.

“Is something wrong?” I asked, my voice trembling.

He shook his head, forcing a tight smile. “Give me a second.”

Without waiting for a reply, he stood and walked out, leaving me and Maryam alone. My heart pounded as I watched him disappear. What could have upset him like that?

Maryam wrapped her arms around me. “Oh, Daphne, you’ve been through so much. I feel like i
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