The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1517

"Don't worry about it. Just do what you can. I'm happy to split my batch with you."

Silas completely ignored the fact that she had just said making a hundred bottles was difficult.

"So, five hundred bottles in total. When do you think you can have them ready, Claire?" Silas asked, turning to her.

He wanted them as soon as possible, but he also had to consider the young girl's schedule.

Claire wasn't just a full-time student; she also squeezed in time to treat numerous patients.

Her free time was practically non-existent.

Take this mission, for example. She had to take a leave of absence from school, and she was supposed to be resting in the hospital to recover from her kidnapping.

Instead of resting, she was out here risking even worse trauma.

Plus, Dane was watching him like a hawk. Silas really didn't dare work Claire to the bone.

He actually wanted a thousand bottles. After giving Miller his share, he'd keep eight hundred for himself.

His department ran all kinds of dangerous field ops, and Claire's bug repellent would be an absolute godsend!

"I can't make that many at once. I'll prepare a hundred bottles first, and you two can split them."

"I'll make more when I have the time."

"Also, using this stuff like regular bug spray is a bit of a waste. If you use it sparingly, it goes a long way."

Of course, in a hostile environment like The Aila Highlands, 'sparingly' wasn't an option.

They had to use it generously; otherwise, the thought of those repulsive bugs crawling all over them was enough to make anyone sick.

As it turned out, there were things far worse than ants waiting for them.

Leeches.

The leeches here weren't just in the water; they were on the ground, in the bushes, and dropping from the trees.

If they weren't careful, one would drop right down the back of their necks.

Claire wasn't easily frightened, but she was deeply, viscerally repulsed by leeches.

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