The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1524

Hearing this, Silas immediately jumped on the opportunity. "Done. Didn't you partner up with Owen to launch a company recently?"

"If you're too tied up, you can just have him handle the business side."

Claire nodded in agreement. "You guys can negotiate with him when the time comes. Just keep in mind, a mass-produced batch won't be quite as potent as the ones I make by hand."

"But it should still retain about seventy to eighty percent of the efficacy."

Silas and Miller looked slightly disappointed that it wouldn't be identical to her custom batch, but seventy percent was still a massive upgrade for them.

"Don't worry, I'll negotiate with the brass. We won't let you get shortchanged," Silas promised, remembering that Claire wasn't just Dane's fiancée, but also Tilda's close friend.

More importantly, she was the daughter of those two legendary figures!

They were supposed to be protecting her, yet she kept ending up in the line of fire. Securing this lucrative contract for her was the least they could do as compensation.

"Thanks, Silas."

Claire knew she could trust him.

Miller wanted to secure a deal too, but he didn't have Silas's elite family background or deep-rooted connections.

He had influence in the local Montara region, but up in Cabinda, his words carried zero weight.

Left with no other option, he clapped his buddy on the shoulder. "Man, don't forget about me when the time comes."

Silas swatted Miller's heavy hand away. "Depends on how useful you are today."

Once Claire finished patching up the last soldier, she finally had a moment to breathe.

She turned toward the stream, hoping to wash the grime off her face.

But before she could take two steps, Dane's voice cut through the air.

"Stay away from the bank. I'll have River fetch some water for you."

Claire frowned in confusion, but as she followed Dane's cold gaze toward the water, her blood froze.

The riverbank was littered with animal bones!

This wasn't normal.

Unless there was an apex predator lurking in the shallows, there was no logical reason for a mass graveyard right at the water's edge.

And they were just bones—not a single rotting carcass in sight!

"River, grab the water and step back. Now!" Dane ordered, his voice laced with absolute authority.

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