I Am Rich Again

Chapter 85

“What do you want from me and my child?” Claire asked, her voice trembling with barely contained fear. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white, as she drove the car gently through the dark, winding road. The tension that enveloped her was palpable, a tangible force that seemed to tighten the very air around them. She tightened her grip on the steering wheel, her anxiety making her every movement rigid and deliberate.

John, seated beside her, turned and studied her carefully. He noticed the glistening beads of sweat trickling down her face, tracing erratic paths over her pale skin. Her eyes were wide with fear, darting from the road to him and back again, as if expecting him to pounce at any moment. The dim light from the dashboard cast eerie shadows across her features, accentuating the lines of worry etched into her face.

John shifted his gaze to the backseat, where Claire’s child sat, a small, fragile figure in the dim light. The child’s eyes were wide wit