Chapter 12 - Searching For Clara Through The Cold City Streets
Three months later, a devastating betrayal shattered the fragile peace within the gilded walls of the Sterling estate.
Lady Victoria had forged corporate documents, framing Clara for grand larceny and corporate espionage behind Alexander’s back.
By the time Alexander discovered the setup, Clara had already vanished into the rainy, unforgiving streets of Manhattan.
Alexander slammed his fist against the steering wheel of his black Mercedes, the horn blaring into the gridlocked traffic.
“Clara!” he shouted into his encrypted phone, calling every private investigator on his payroll to scour the boroughs.
In the backseat, little Noah cried uncontrollably, clutching the worn cotton apron Clara had left behind on her bed.
“Daddy, find Mommy! Please find Mommy!” Noah wailed, his small voice breaking Alexander’s already fractured heart.
Alexander drove through the torrential downpour, ignoring red lights and police sirens as he searched the slums.
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The billionaire who owned half of Manhattan felt entirely powerless as he hunted for the only woman who mattered.
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