Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 889

But in a flash, she snapped back to reality. Claire spun around to check on Robert. He was hanging mid-air, completely out of her reach.

"Robert, Robert!"

Robert caught the sound of Claire's voice and slowly lifted his head. He looked like a puppet with its strings cut, as if his very soul had been sucked out.

"Ch...air...man..." he managed to utter.

Hearing Robert's voice sent chills down Claire's spine, making her shiver slightly. "Who did this to you?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

At that moment, Claire realized the seriousness of her situation. Whoever had orchestrated this scenario was definitely not a friend. Quite the opposite, they were likely an enemy. But who could it possibly be? Who had the resources and heartlessness to pull this off? Was it some kind of warning? Was she the ultimate target?

Robert, racked with pain, could barely form words. "Ms. Claire, just end it... please, I'm begging you..."

Claire's fingers tightened into a fist. She felt an overwhelming sense of danger. Then, laughter echoed from backstage.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

The laughter grew louder, and the voice seemed oddly familiar. Finally, a woman stepped out from the shadows, dressed in a smoky gray dress. Even though she was middle-aged, she was remarkably well-preserved. She wasn't traditionally beautiful, but she had a certain grace that reminded Claire of Southern elegance.