Chapter 124 Billionaire's Lies

• "Everyone has a breaking point," she said to herself, a fierce determination in her voice. "And I'll find theirs. With a steadying breath, she reached for her phone and dialed a number she hadn't called in years.When someone finally picked up, she spoke in a chilling, calculated tone. "I need your help," she said. "It's personal, and I'm willing to pay-no questions asked." Then, there was a silence before the voice responded with, "What are you looking for?" Clara's obsession had finally peaked and had reached its dangerous point where all the calculated moves were going into desperation. She was storming around her apartment, with her anger barely under control. Her fingers tapped out on her phone as she scrolled through contacts with fury. "I need someone ruthless," she whispered to herself, narrowing her eyes at the number. Dialing fast, she tapped her foot impatiently. When the line clicked, a gruff voice answered, "Who is this?"
• "It's Clara Hemp," she said coldly. "I have a job for you." The man on the other end laughed bitterly. "Last I checked, you're not exactly in a position to give orders." Clara's lips curled into a sneer. "This isn't negotiable. I'm willing to pay top dollar for your help. I need people who can do what I say, no questions asked."
• "What's the job?" She hesitated for only a moment before hissing through clenched teeth, "I want Benedict's son. Kidnapped. Safely, of course-I'm not a monster. But I need leverage against them." She could hear the pause on the line, followed by an intake of breath. "You're playing with fire, Clara." "Do you think I care?" she snapped. "I need this done, and I need it done right. I want you to watch them first. I want surveillance-eyes on Benedict, Sabrina, and their brat. I need their routine, their vulnerabilities, every detail."