The Billionaire's True Heiress: From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 423

Oakley was barely staying conscious, his forehead slick with blood that refused to stop. He felt dizzy, ready to black out at any second. When he saw Claire clawing at the car window, it shocked him so much that he froze. Instinct kicked in, and he reached out to pull her inside.

He’d already made up his mind to jump from the moving vehicle, but with Claire there, he couldn’t risk another reckless move. She grabbed onto his arm, ducked her head, and squeezed herself into the driver’s seat. Before Oakley even realized what was happening, Claire had both hands on the wheel.

“We need to switch spots,” she said, her voice calm but urgent.

The color drained from Oakley’s face. “You shouldn’t be here! The brakes are gone. Even if you’re driving, there’s nothing you can do.”

The last person he’d expected to show up right now wasn’t his bodyguard, and it wasn’t anyone from the film crew. It was Karla’s niece. Oakley knew exactly how much trouble he’d be in if anything happened to her. There was no way he could ever face Karla or her family.

“Just get out of the way,” Claire shot back, annoyed by how much he was talking. “Move faster. Aren’t you supposed to be some action star?”

Oakley caught the irritation in her tone, realized there was no point arguing, and quickly scrambled to let her take over. As they fumbled in the cramped space to change places, the car lurched unexpectedly and nearly plowed right into someone standing nearby. Claire immediately straightened the wheel, full focus on the road, and managed to regain control.

The brakes were still completely dead, but somehow she was keeping things steady. Smoke drifted up, and the heavy smell of gas filled the car—the explosion had shredded part of the undercarriage, and now fuel was leaking fast.

Claire made a snap decision. Gritting her teeth, she aimed the car straight for the river. It was risky, but it was the safest choice left.

“Are you insane?!” Oakley yelled, horrified at what she was doing.

On the other side of the chaos, Karla’s screams rang across the set. “Claire, what are you doing?! Do you want to die?!”

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