Suzanne chuckled, "But Claire, you can't let them find out that I'm the one who owns this island."
"I'll be keeping an eye on you through the cameras. If you let the secret slip, I'll make sure they all vanish without a trace."
Suzanne picked up the bronze sword again and tossed it at Claire's feet. "And just so you know, you're not walking off this island alive either."
Claire got the message loud and clear. Suzanne wanted her to end her own life. If Claire stayed alive, those secrets wouldn't stay buried forever. Suzanne had spent thirty years scheming, crafting this elaborate plan, all leading up to this moment.
With no room for negotiation, Suzanne pressed on. "Claire, letting you see your son before you die—that’s my little gift to you."
Claire trembled, stepping back. "No, I don’t want to see him."
Suzanne grabbed her chin firmly. "You're not dying until you've faced him!"
"I want to see how you handle the truth when you look into his eyes. I want you to see his hatred and remember it for the rest of your life. Go to your grave with regret and remorse."
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