The Billionaire's True Heiress: From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 2

Cindy heard her name and jumped in right away. “Lance, I really don’t mind. If Claire wants to stay…”

But Claire cut her off, not even hesitating. “Sorry, but I don’t.”

Cindy’s eyes widened. “But it’s so late. Where are you even going to go?”

Lance felt a sudden wave of irritation. “That’s enough, Cindy. Don’t worry about her.”

“This isn’t her home anyway. She can go back to her own family now.”

He reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and tossed two hundred dollars at Claire’s feet. “It’s pouring out there. Take this, find a hotel, and stay the night.”

Claire didn’t even glance at the money. She just looked at Lance, her eyes cold and steady.

She couldn’t believe she’d never seen what kind of person Lance really was.

He could switch faces faster than flipping a light switch.

Claire picked up her suitcase and walked out, not looking back.

The rain was coming down harder, making her look even smaller and more alone.

Cindy watched her leave, worry creasing her face. “It’s still raining. Where is she supposed to go?”

“I don’t think she’s planning on going all the way back to her village tonight. Did I even give her the address?” Cindy’s voice trailed off, realizing her mistake.

Lance’s expression shifted. He started the car, the engine rumbling to life.

“Cindy, get in and tell me the way. I’ll take her back myself.”

Cindy didn’t have a choice. She got in, and Lance sped after Claire.

They caught up to her in less than two minutes, splashing her with dirty water as they passed before stopping a little ahead.

Lance rolled down the window. “Claire, get in.”

“I don’t need your fake concern,” Claire said, trying to walk around the car.

Lance scoffed. “Concern? Who said anything about that? I just don’t want you hanging around and refusing to leave.”

“And what if I don’t get in?” Claire glanced across the street, where a flashy sports car was parked, looking out of place in the rain.

Lance leaned in, dropping his last weapon. “Don’t you want to meet your real family sooner?”

That hit a nerve. Claire paused, then nodded. “Fine, I’ll get in.”

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