Chapter 5 - Sleight of Hand"Oh! I’m so clumsy," Clara gasped, deliberately tipping her napkin off the table. It fluttered down near Julian’s polished leather shoes.

The moment Julian instinctively bent down to pick it up, Clara’s hand moved with lightning speed. She slid the poisoned glass into the wide side pocket of her maternity trench coat draped over her chair, replacing it with an identical glass of plain water she had hidden under her napkin seconds earlier.
Julian stood up, handing her the napkin with a charming smile. "Here you go, babe."
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"Thank you, darling," Clara said softly. She raised the fresh glass to her lips and took a slow, deliberate sip.
Julian’s eyes glinted with subtle triumph. He watched her swallow, believing he had just administered her death sentence. Clara lowered the glass, wiping her mouth, hiding the cold, sharp fury burning in her chest.
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