The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 120

“Let me help you with that.”

Claire grabbed some alcohol swabs and a bottle of hemostatic spray, carefully cleaning the young woman’s wound before spritzing it.

“This might sting a bit, but it really works. Try not to worry, okay?” Claire noticed the woman had her eyes squeezed shut the whole time, bracing herself like it was some kind of punishment. Claire had to smile a little and tried to reassure her.

The woman reached out, grabbing Claire’s arm without thinking.

Claire glanced down at her sleeve. Well, there it was. A bloody handprint.

She finished spraying the wound, and sure enough, the bleeding stopped right away. That stuff worked fast.

Up ahead, Edison had already taken another bottle from Claire and hurried off to help someone else.

“Is it done? Did it stop bleeding?” the woman asked, checking herself in the mirror. She sounded excited.

Claire had warned her it might hurt a bit, but honestly, compared to the sting of the alcohol, this was nothing.

“Yeah, you’re good,” Claire said, packing up her supplies.

The woman eyed the hemostatic spray longingly. “This is amazing! Where did you get it?”

She looked like she was already planning to order it online. I mean, who wouldn’t want this in their first aid kit?

“It’s custom made. You won’t find the exact same one in stores,” Claire explained.

The woman was already unbuckling her seatbelt. “I’m going to help too. That bus up there got hit pretty hard. There’s probably a lot of people who need help.”

“Your spray is going to save the day, Claire.”

She was halfway out the door before Claire could say anything. Even when Claire suggested she should rest in the car, just in case she felt dizzy, the woman brushed it off, still full of energy.

“I feel way better now. Must be because a gorgeous angel came to rescue me.”

“Oh, by the way, I’m Valeria. What’s your name?”

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