Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Clara's POV

Like all the sound had been sucked out of it. Like the air pressure had changed.

"Clara," my mother said carefully, "what are you—"

"And I'm not talking about the bullshit story of him dying in a car accident," I said, cutting her off, my eyes locked on Arthur. "I want to know the truth now, father. The real truth."

Nobody spoke.

I could see the calculation happening behin