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My important material at work was suddenly stolen.
The most suspicious is my husband Nathan Reed's so-called closest 'family', Carol。
When I questioned Carol, she pretended to be innocent, blinking her big eyes as if it was all my fault: "Claire, how could you doubt me?"
Even worse, my husband Nathan Reed refused to support me and instead tried every means to sabotage the investigation of my case.
What they didn't realize was that this matter was far more serious than they had imagined.
My real identity is employed by a confidential government research institution.
The things Carol stole are not only dangerous, but also deadly.

Radioactive Love, A Deadly Triangle of Lies

Nathan's terrified voice resounded from somewhere off-camera.


A loud thud followed—a jumble of feet and someone stumbling over the electrical cord.


The audience was left in shock. Theories about the incident spread like wildfire online. What had caused Carol to faint? Why had the feed ended so abruptly?


But the most perplexing aspect was the total lack of communication that ensued. Carol's previously active social media profiles went completely silent, and Nathan seemed to have vanished from the internet. This absence only intensified the already burning flames of intrigue.


In the midst of this, my phone buzzed. Nathan's name appeared on the display.


"Claire," he snapped as I answered, his voice raspy, "come to the hospital. Immediately."


"What for?" I replied coldly. "To bid you farewell on your deathbed?"


The response was immediate—a violent bout of coughing on his end.


Chapter 5