Clara's POVHe sighed. "It's something really strange. We still don't understand how this could have happened. A woman, a guest who was booked at the hotel, told security that she had three men here to deliver some things. They arrived here, checked into the woman's hotel room, and then changed into other clothes. It happened to be on the same floor." He paused. "We found the clothes they were wearing in the trash can. Just as the incident occurred, the woman just vanished. Now, it turns out her ID could have been fake, too. We don't know how this could have happened. The cameras didn't get that much, and the men seemed smart enough to hide their faces behind their caps. It's like they knew exactly where the cameras were. We only managed to get descriptions from the security guards. I guess when they walked out, they managed to blend in with the other guests." He explained."You think that this could have been an inside job?" Layla asked."Maybe, but the whole thing is just suspicious

Clara's POVI texted her back, informing her I would be home, which seemed to shut her up.What was I going to tell my mom? Probably that I had an unexpected night shift to cover and that I couldn't answer my phone. If my mother ever gets to meet Derek, she will hate him.The cab drove, and I looked out at the pouring rain.In less than an hour, the cab was pulling into my neighbourhood. I sighed again, preparing myself for my lies.From a distance, our house came into view. I noticed a Range Rover parked in front of my gate.I wonder who it was. We didn't know many people, including someone with a car like that.The driver slowed down as we neared my house.Our front door opened. Mom came into sight as she smiled.A man left our house soon after as Mom waved him goodbye.Tall, dark-haired, and wearing a black tux. He matched my mom's enthusiasm as he waved her goodbye.I guess I wasn't the only one hiding secrets in my family. "You can stop right here," I informed the driver. We wer

Clara's POVThen she tucked me under the blankets after opening my bedsheets."I'm not five anymore," I reminded her."But you are still my baby." She smiled back. "Sleep tight," she whispered.She left my room, followed by a loud bang as the door closed.I lay in bed and stared at my ceiling. I wasn't even tired, and I slept through the whole night.In my boredom, I started making sounds with my mouth, but that wasn't enough to entertain me.My phone rang on my nightstand. Yes, finally, something to do.I slipped my phone underneath the cover as I answered the call."Thank God you are alive. Your mom would have killed me if you ended up dead somewhere," Ivy said."Why did everyone think I was dead?" I asked."Because you are Saint Clara, you hardly do anything wrong. At least not before." She answered. "My mom would have loved to have had you as her child instead. She told me to leave you because I'm a bad influence." She joked.I chuckled."Anyways, I'm glad to know that you are ali

Clara's POVNext, I helped set the tables, placing the tablecloths and every other decoration needed. Just lifting the vases alone that were placed on each table was bone-breaking work, never mind all the other work that needed to be done on each table. With the way I've been slacking lately, I figured it was time I pulled in some work.Rubbing my forehead with the back of my hand from exhaustion, I dragged my feet toward the bathroom. I needed a break.I opened the tap to rinse my face, hoping it would help me feel refreshed.I heard footsteps and giggles in the hallway. I looked up. Minutes later, Sandra, Maggie, and Erin walked into the bathroom. All three of them were housekeepers.Sandra leaned on the wall next to the roll of basins where I had just finished rinsing my face. She looked at me, a smile on her face with her arms folded. It was almost as if she was studying me.I smiled at her in return as I continued to rinse my face."So," Sandra began. She relaxed her arm. The smi

Clara's POVI locked myself inside a bathroom stool and began changing into the dress and the heelHaving finished, I walked out of the bathroom stool to the mirror to see my reflectionI decided to loosen my hair. Since I was already dolled up like this, I might as well go full outToday, I didn't need to remove myself from the staff. The dress I was wearing seemed to be camouflage enough. No one expected to see me in a dress like this oneThe car that the man had instructed me to use was right in front of the building. A man sprang out of the driver's seat when he saw me opening the doorI smiled at the driver as I stepped into the back seat. This was way more luxurious than I was used to in a dayThe drive to the restaurant wasn't that long, literally five minutes away. I could have walked there if I wanted toBefore I had the chance to open my door, I was once again beaten by the driver. He nodded and smiled, gesturing for me to move forwardI climbed out of the car hesitantly. Th