Rebirth Into My Second Chance novel Chapter 251

I stared blankly into the sky, a chilling question haunting my thoughts: had I just killed my brother?

"It's going to be okay. That wasn't a fatal shot," Max Hilton tried to reassure me, but his words were lost on me. Just then, a helicopter, having just taken off, suddenly nosedived towards the earth, crashing into the hillside ahead with a deafening explosion. It felt as though the shockwave had scattered my soul.

"Oh no—" I clasped my ears as my legs gave out beneath me. "Max, did Richard plan on making a suicide pact with Hannah?"

Max didn't reply, his gaze heavy upon the site of the crash. "We need to find them, dead or alive!" he commanded.

The Hilton family's bodyguards revved up the engine, driving towards the smoldering hillside.

As I watched the flames rage, darkness overtook me, and I fainted, overwhelmed by the calamity.

That day, I discovered I was Richard's sister. That day, I had injured my own brother. In that moment, I watched my brother's plane crash.

My agony was silent, a desperate wish that this was all just a nightmare.

Even in unconsciousness, I could sense the frantic efforts around me, people trying to save me.

I didn't get why they were so urgent, but I saw Max, all battered, clutching my hand tightly and urging, "Claire, don't fall asleep."

Life seemed like a fleeting dream.

...

When I awoke, I found myself as nothing but a spirit again.

I drifted through Claude Hart's home, watching him weep over my portrait.

Had I died? And Max?

Then I saw Claude rushing out, falling to his knees in front of mine and Max's gravestones.

"And who claimed her ring?"

"I really don't know. When I went to see if it was Claire Floyd's, the detectives said it had just been claimed. I asked by whom, but they said they couldn't disclose that. But I saw armored cars parked outside the precinct, and then they were gone."

Armored cars?

"Forget it. Just never show your face to me again." Claude moved towards Max's grave. "You were everything I aimed for in life. Dying over a woman, was it worth it?" His eyes held a coldness I couldn't decipher.

Kate shouted after him, "Claire Floyd was a curse! Her own parents disowned her till their death, cursed from birth to bring ruin."

As I yearned to hear more, my spirit felt abruptly pulled away.

Opening my eyes, I saw Max's anxious gaze.

I immediately sprang up to embrace him. "Max, you're alive..."