Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1244

"In a moment, try flying over this pool. Remember to maintain your balance, keep your eyes focused straight ahead, and hold the spear exactly like this."

The Stunt Coordinator was demonstrating the movements for Claire.

He added a note of caution, "The pool is pretty wide, so it's going to demand a lot of stamina. If you can't hold on, just yell cut."

Claire nodded. "Let's try it."

Mona glanced at the pool, her face etched with worry. "Claire, that water is really deep. What if you fall in?"

"Do you think the safety buckles are just for decoration?" Claire laughed at her paranoia.

Mona knew she was probably overthinking it and rubbed her nose. "I just remembered you don't know how to swim, that's all."

Claire was speechless.

Before the training resumed, Mona meticulously double-checked the safety harness on Claire, making absolutely sure every clip was secure.

Before starting the control console, the crew members also did a secondary verification.

Claire was hoisted into the air once more. She worked hard to follow the coordinator's instructions, using the momentum of the ring-style wire rig to balance, spin, and soar across the pool.

Through the walkie-talkie, the coordinator praised her. "Good, keep that tension. Make your gaze a bit sharper."

Claire focused intently, adjusting the micro-expressions exactly as requested.

But right at that moment, she suddenly felt the tension around her waist give way. Something snapped open with a violent ping.

She didn't even have time to scream. Like a kite with a severed string, she plummeted straight toward the surface of the water.

The second water flooded her nasal cavity, Claire thrashed instinctively.

She couldn't swim, and the pool was incredibly deep. She felt her entire body being dragged downward into the abyss.

The screams from the distant shore, the clattering of equipment—everything became muffled and distorted through the heavy barrier of water.

"Save her! Hurry!" The Stunt Coordinator's voice cracked in terror, but before the echo even faded, a dark figure had already launched across the water's surface.

Wilbur didn't even bother to take off his jacket. His foot pushed off the edge of the pool with explosive force, and before the splash could even settle, he had plunged into the deep end.

He swam with brutal, lightning-fast strokes, his arms tearing through the water.

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