CHAPTER 49: KNEELING TO APOLOGIZE AT NIGHT.

Claire held her face, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Charles had slapped her with considerable force.

Tearfully, Claire looked at him, "Dad, it wasn't me, I swear it wasn't!"

How could she admit it?

Admitting it would be like signing her own death warrant.

"Shut up!" Charles roare...

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