e living room, while Andrew pulled into the

back." Andrew's worry intensified, as he couldn't bear the thought of losing his children. "Why would she want to run away from the house?" he inquired, his gaze fixed on Claire. "I don't know, baby, but I think she may have realized that we are only interested in her children," Claire responded. Andrew's frustration boiled over, and he exclaimed, "Noooooo... I

ort," she suggested. Meanwhile, the bodyguards returned, but Claire and Andrew failed to notice their arrival with Chantel. "What happened? Where is Chantel? Why didn't you come back with her?" he inquired, prompting Claire to raise her voice and demand an explanation. "We apologize, sir, but we lost track of her,"

tel ruined that opportunity. She wants to make me unable to have children, to humiliate me in front of t

you," he vowed, embracing Claire tightly. Just then, her cellphone rang, and she retrieved it from her pocket. Glanci

she insisted on coming today," she tells Andrew, who looks on. Henry drives them to his grand mansion, and they both step out of the car and walk into the living room. Henry drops his briefcase. "Welcome to my house," he says, and Chantel looks around, impressed. "You have a beautiful house," she compliments, and Henry smiles. "Thank you," he responds, then calls for his maid. He introduces Chantel to the maid and instructs them to show her to her room. Chantel follows the maid, while Henry is helped with his briefcase. He walks upstairs to Chantel's room and knocks on the door. "Can I come in?" he asks, and Chantel answers, "Yes." He opens the door and enters. "Why would you ask for my permission before entering the room? This is your house," she questions, and Henry walks closer, holding her hand. "I want you to feel comfortable. Just because I've given

ng Chantel to become emotional and embrace him tightly. "Thank you," she whispers, struggling to contain

you lost the pregnancy, but don't worry, I'm sure you'll conceive again," her mother reassures her. Andrew enters the living room, greeting Claire's mother with a warm embrace. "How are you, Andrew?" she inquires, and Andrew responds with a smile, saying he is fine. "I'm sorry for the loss of your baby," Claire's mother expresses, causing Andrew and Claire to exchange glances. "Um... it's alright, but I think I'll leave you both to talk. I'll be upstairs in the room," he says, kissing Claire on the forehead before departing. "My dear, listen to me. You don't need to worry too much because you will be fine. This is not the end of the world," her mother consoles, and tears well up in Claire's eyes. "Mum! I need to tell you something," she says, catching her mother

did all of this without involving me? If you had told me, I could have found someone else for you who wouldn't let you down. Now, she doesn't even know who the father of her children is. Poor girl," her mum says, anger evident in her voice. "What's your plan now? What are you going to do?" Her mum a

roperties. I was scared because when I sent you to Canada to study, your dad

antel. "What is your maid's name again?" her mom asked. "I know what you're thinking, mom. She's not the same Chantel we know. Why wouldn't I recognize my own stepsister, even th

aid, leaving Claire shocked. "What? What have I done? This could cause me to lose my husband," she exclaimed. Her mom told her to take a seat, and they both sat down. "What do you mean?" her mom asked. Andrew desires these children greatly and he will never release them. If he were to discover that Chantel is my stepsister, I cannot fathom the consequences. I cannot bear to lose Andrew, just as I lost Henry to her years ago. I am relieved that she will never have the opportunity to lay her eyes on Henry again," she expresses with anger. "Forget about Henry and focus on And

could never lose him to that foolish Chantel," she insists. "Then figure out a way to locate her and eliminate her so that those children can be yours. Remember, you and Chantel share the same blood, so it wouldn't be wrong for you to claim her children as your own," her mother suggests, and Claire, though taken aback, smiles. "You're right, mom, but I have no clue where she is," she admits. "Don't worry, that's why I'm here with you. I'll make sure we find her. She must still be in California, unable to fend for