Chapter 595
Sophie called Claude as soon as she found her phone, holding her breath.
No one seemed to pick up. Sophie stubbornly remained on the line. When it was about to disconnect on its own, Claude finally answered. "Soph."
"Claude? I need to know—what's going on with Olivia? Is she amnesiac or something?"
Silence prevailed.
Sophie held her breath and waited until she could not wait any longer. "Come on, just tell me already, damn it!"
Jacob might not have been on the phone, but he was listening intently.
"Don't, Sophie," came the answer. It almost sounded like a warning. "And don't interfere."
Sophie had a bad feeling. Claude rarely spoke to her like this. Her grip tightened around her phone.
Then, abruptly, Claude said, "Goodbye."
"No! Wait! What do you mean 'don't?' Why can't I ask? Or interfere? What is going on?!" Sophie asked.
She was determined to know!
Claude hung up. She listened to the resulting tone. She removed the phone from her ear and sat motionlessly for a long beat.

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