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T.W.I.S.T.E.D F.A.T.E

Chapter 5 CHA

Word Count: 1429    |    Released on: 21/09/2025

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ay down and so

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ars ago. Pregnant stomach and all, Imoge

gnant. The baby is Ed

ut Imogen miscarried. There was blood all ove

ther-in-law, Eleanor's, vile cursing. "B*tch, won't you allo

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this. So don't lose any more time. J

art for five years and the man for whom

heart apart. My entire body was drenched in

e. I rubbed my head as I got up in a sitting position. I took the phone

me. I got up and showered since my body was perspiring.

of things to be done in Bristol when he came. He had been efficient and determined in everythin

treetlights were very dim. I tread cautiously through an alley to get to the bus stop. When I reached the other side, I saw the No. 28 bus

, a dark figure in the pre-dawn morning. I did not know the indi

no one was there yet. I entered the office to tidy it a little and made a cup

e steps from the direction of the door. Oliver an

"Clara Whitmore, you arrived so early because you think that I'll give you more bonus? Dreaming.

afraid of being harassed by this playboy. To prevent that, I had always dressed unfashionably and conservatively in front of him

hs, Oliver had never taken me seriously. He had be

ad already gotten accustomed to it and could turn a blind eye

g, "Mr. Whitfield, I hear that Mr. Harrington is about t

imon. I had not been keeping up with the news of Edward during the past three y

precious daughter. If not out of respect for Edward Harrington, then it's out of

ld, then wha

hifted his gaze towards me and said, "I'll

k someone else." I refused immediately. Naturally, I didn't

as already a 27-year-old woman in his eyes, and I still didn't know how to dress up,

, he had reminded me that he did not like women who wore glasses and even asked me to wear contact lenses whenever I came

old it against me then. I am unable to say no to

iumphant. "I'm leaving this to you. I'm warning you,

ut a sigh and reluc

nd see some customers at the clu

he called for the best courtesans in the club. In the private room, the men began getting r

moment. I stood up immediately and said, "

know what will happen if I don't find y

low, someone questioned Oliver, "Mr. Whitfield, why in the world did you cho

n erection when I see her!

d my pace. I could not proceed any farther, so I just remained standi

le-aged man, who was in high spirits. When I saw the middle

e had a feeling that something was

could recognize me at a glance since I was his daughter. Stephen's eyes grew wide with surprise.

at Stephen indifferently. "I

effect on him whatsoever. "Where were you? I searched for you so

long, long time ago!" I

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“~ +18 Caution. Dark romance. Possessive men. Toxic desire. ~ "Walk back into my life and I will lock every door around you again." Clara Whitmore freezes at those words. Edward Harrington stands across the ballroom, the same man who dragged her through public shame, tore her name apart, and left her to die in silence. Three years pass. Cancer scars hidden. Wealth stolen. Identity buried. Now Clara steps forward with a new face, a new name, and a fiancé who rivals Edward in power. Daniel Harlow raises her from ruin with one promise, "No chains. No cages. Only revenge." Clara returns without mercy. A woman shaped by pain. A woman ready to carve through lies and expose betrayal at every turn. Edward hunts her through every shadow. Rage grows. Obsession consumes him. Control slips from his hands as a ghost of his past stands tall before him, stronger than before, colder than before. Clara strikes first. Edward strikes harder. Love twists into hate. Hate twists into desire. A chain reaction begins, pulling both into a storm of secrets, lust, vengeance, and longing neither understands, yet neither escapes. "Say one word, Clara, and I will burn the whole city to reach you."”