The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1461

Hillary nodded and picked up her duffel bag. "Is anyone staying in the other room?"

With two bedrooms and a study, it was obvious which room was the master suite.

She was eyeing the guest room.

She knew Claire was engaged to Dane; if he visited, she'd rather not be stuck sleeping on the study floor or the living room couch.

"No, it's empty. It's all yours," Claire said.

She pushed open the guest room door. The bed was covered with a dust sheet.

She pulled it off and brought out fresh linens.

Hillary waved off Claire's help and efficiently made the bed herself.

The sheets were pulled military-tight, and the blanket was folded into a flawless Tofu-block fold.

Claire watched in awe.

It was a masterpiece of precision.

"Wow, your bed-making skills are incredible."

Hillary smiled faintly. "Of course."

If she couldn't maintain basic discipline, how could she be a proper soldier?

"The bathroom is right there, and the kitchen is on the left when you walk in."

"I rarely cook, so the kitchen doesn't get much use."

"If you wake up early and want to make breakfast..." Claire trailed off.

She suddenly remembered Hillary's background.

An elite operative and heiress probably didn't spend much time whisking eggs.

"Funny you say that. I can't cook to save my life. I can boil instant noodles, though. Let me know if you need any."

Claire rubbed her nose. "..."

She'd rather order takeout.

Hillary clearly knew her limits in the kitchen.

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