The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1122

Claire couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for her.

Reggie wasn't worth a dime.

Why on earth would a woman like her fall for a scumbag like him?

"I used to adore Reggie when we were kids. I was a chubby girl, and he was the only boy who ever showed me an ounce of kindness."

As if reading Claire's mind, Yolanda offered a bitter smile.

"I've always believed he isn't entirely bad. He just got mixed up with the wrong crowd as he grew older."

"I wanted to help him, but he wanted nothing to do with me. He treats me like I'm a monster."

Yolanda was doing all of this just to repay a childhood debt.

Claire was utterly speechless.

They weren't close enough for Claire to start doling out unsolicited life advice.

"You probably think I'm crazy too, don't you?"

Yolanda's friends constantly called her delusional, saying she had lost her mind.

Reggie had a long, messy history of getting women pregnant.

She would have to be completely out of her mind to tie herself to him.

But Yolanda didn't see it that way.

In her eyes, Reggie could still be saved.

Besides, marrying him was largely a rescue mission on her part.

The Darwin family was running out of heirs. A spoiled playboy like Reggie only survived because General Darwin was still breathing.

Once the General passed, the family would have nothing left.

If Reggie wanted to maintain his lavish lifestyle, he would have to rely entirely on her.

Yolanda secretly thrived on that dynamic.

He had been there for her once, and she never forgot that kindness.

Now that they were adults, she was paying him back in her own way.

"Not necessarily crazy. You just have your own way of looking at things." Claire chose her words carefully.

"Everyone views the world through a different lens."

Noah's eyes lit up. "Is there a way to temporarily stop someone's heart? To make them appear dead?"

Claire gave him a long, penetrating look. "Noah, medicine is fascinating, but it's not magic, and it's not a tool for games."

"I know what you're thinking, but have you considered the fallout?"

Noah froze.

She was right. If he forced his great-grandfather to temporarily 'die,' the rest of the Darwin family would likely start a bloodbath over the inheritance right next to his 'corpse.'

Would the old man even survive the chaos?

And if he woke up to see his children and grandchildren acting like vultures, would he even want to keep living?

The only reason his great-grandfather was still holding on was for Noah's sake.

If he pulled a stunt like that, he would be betraying everything the old man had sacrificed for him.

Noah's shoulders slumped. "I'm sorry, Claire."

"Just pretend I never said anything. I wasn't thinking straight."

He had been reckless, nearly putting both the General and Claire in terrible danger.