Chapter 56

But honestly, Clara Walton didn’t take it to heart at all. Based on what she knew, Fiona Barrington wasn’t the type to joke around with her own life. This was all just a classic move—playing the victim to manipulate the situation. Just a matter of endurance. Whoever cracks first loses. Problem was, every single time, it was Ethan Blackwood who lost. Right after Clara spoke, a sudden force yanked her by the shoulder, dragging her straight to face Ethan. He stared at her, his gaze cold and deep. “If Fiona really died because of this, wouldn’t that make you happy?” The tension between them had been there forever. Ethan knew all the drama with the Barrington family, and yeah, he knew Clara had once approached him with feelings—but also with an agenda. They’d both played dirty. If Fiona ended up dead, Ethan figured Clara would feel triumphant. Clara smirked. “Mr. Blackwood, if Fiona had chosen any other way to go, I might've found it amusing. But—” She paused slightly, locking eyes with him