The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 169

"Car One's in position. The target's been lured away!"

"Car Two's ready, but this guy's tough. I need backup!"

"Car Three here. The target just rolled into a ditch. Ha, nailed it!"

"Car Four, moving in to help Two..."

"Car Five reporting. I see Claire's car, but that's not her behind the wheel!"

Car Five was a woman, her voice confident and a little sassy. She was definitely older than Claire, but everyone liked to call her Claire anyway. It had just become a habit.

"Yeah, I'm not driving," Claire said, sounding relaxed. "It's a friend."

A female voice chimed in, sounding amused. "Tsk, a little too careful, aren't they?"

Claire laughed. "Doesn't matter, as long as it works."

Was that really true? Usually Claire was the one teasing everyone else, never the other way around. But tonight, the whole group seemed extra confident.

With Claire calling the shots, their car danced through the streets, weaving around the pursuers like it was just a game of tag. The people chasing them only realized way too late that they'd been played, hard.

It was almost unbelievable. Some of them even started doubting if it was really Dane's car. How could anyone drive like that unless they were a professional racer?

The leader of the operation, completely furious, called someone for answers. "What kind of intel did you give me? Dane's car disappeared ages ago. I have no clue who the hell is driving now, but they're crazy!"

"We lost two cars. Another two got forced onto the highway. And my car... It won't even move, one of the wheels nearly went into the river!"

On the other end, the voice was shaking with anger.

Meanwhile, Claire and her crew had already broken free of the trap.

"That's it, we're done. Let's all head out," Claire texted in the group chat, dropping a few digital red envelopes so everyone could grab a late-night snack.

Dane watched her, amazed. She felt like a stranger right now, but wow, that whole thing was wild.

Someone, probably a big shot, was still apologizing to Dane over the phone. "We're so sorry. The national security team missed the signs. We thought everyone from Apex had already been caught. Any threat to your safety was our mistake."

Claire stopped listening after a while. She was out cold, sleeping peacefully beside him.

By the time they got home, Dane hesitated, then gently woke her up.

Claire blinked sleepily, her eyes shining with that just-woken-up softness.

"Are we home already?"

Her voice was barely above a whisper, still thick with sleep.

Dane nodded.

Claire stumbled out of the car, half-awake. Dane rushed to catch up, just in time to steady her when she almost tripped.

Inside the house, Edison was waiting for them in the living room.