The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 860

"Oh, right, she also did that crazy risky surgery on that actor Ophelia brought in. She's so confident, of course she drives like a maniac."

"How else do you think she has the nerve to pull stunts like that?"

"Honestly, Norris, you need to lecture her so she doesn't try this again."

Claire stared at him in disbelief.

She never expected Owen to sell her out like this!

They were practically brothers-in-arms just hours ago, and now he was stabbing her in the back?

"Owen, are you sure you want to play it like this?" Claire smiled sweetly at him.

For some inexplicable reason, a cold shiver ran straight down Owen's spine.

"Ahem... I just couldn't handle the pressure from Norris and let it slip!"

Claire let out a soft huff and turned back to Norris. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Norris gently patted her head. "I know you do. Just make sure your safety is always your top priority, and for the love of God, don't pick up any of Owen's habits."

Owen literally hadn't done anything wrong this time, but Norris's double standards were absolute.

In his eyes, Claire could do no wrong. She was just young, innocent, and deeply kind-hearted.

Both times she had intervened, it was strictly to save someone else.

When had anyone ever seen her step out of line on a normal day?

"I know. I'll be more careful next time," Claire promised obediently, though she absolutely didn't mean a word of it.

"Ophelia wants to take you shopping for a dress tomorrow."

Norris finally shifted to business.

Ophelia was meticulous about her health and had gone to bed hours ago.

Norris had purposely stayed up waiting for Claire just to pass on the message.

"Don't I already have a closet full of clothes?"

The Churchill Family was notoriously protective, and they intended to give Claire the absolute best the world had to offer.

Padgett, in particular, was desperate to pour all the love and missed opportunities he couldn't give his daughter straight into his granddaughter.

"Honestly, does it really need to be that formal?" Going custom gown shopping sounded utterly exhausting.

She would have vastly preferred a casual introduction where she could just wear something she already owned.

She had plenty of gorgeous dresses in her closet right now. There was zero need to go hunt for a new one.

"Those won't do." Norris shook his head. "Those are fine for everyday wear, but for an event like this, you need something specifically tailored for the occasion."

"If your gown looks too casual, people will assume The Churchill Family doesn't value you, and they'll never treat you with the respect you deserve."

That was the absolute worst part about elite high society.

Everyone judged you entirely based on how much power they thought you held.

"Fine." Claire knew better than to argue with him.