The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 Conrad, You Thief

Sloane stopped walking and turned to face Larry, her gaze sharp and cold. “Mr. Larry, I don’t care what your intentions are–I’m not interested in getting to know you. And please, save the pointless probing.”

Larry froze for a second, clearly not expecting Sloane to shut him down so bluntly. The smile on his face faltered slightly but quickly returned to its usual calm and composed state. “Ms. Rivers, you certainly don’t mince words. But wanting to be friends with you isn’t some empty pretense–I genuinely mean it.”

Sloane gave a cold laugh, her voice openly distant. “Mr. Larry, keep your genuine intentions for someone else. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”

With that, she didn’t give Larry a chance to respond. She turned and walked off briskly.

Larry remained where he was, watching her disappear into the distance. A flicker of something complicated crossed his eyes.

He murmured under his breath, “Sloane, do you really hate me that much? Or is it because of Lucas?”

Meanwhile, Sloane made it to the intersection and hailed a cab back to her apartment.

Marshall had also tried contacting her, but she ignored him and there wasn’t much he could do about it.

Sloane knew exactly what kind of person he was, he never lifted a finger unless there was something in it for him. Now that she was part of Blackhawk and showing some academic promise, he was likely hoping to win her over.

But she no longer cared about the Rivers family,

The nanobot thrombolysis technology Conrad had spearheaded–with investment from the Houston Group–had just achieved a major breakthrough in clinical trials.

As soon as the news broke, it caused an uproar in both the medical and investment communities.

Rivers Group’s stock price soared, and Conrad, riding the wave of success, decided to host a grand press conference to showcase the results to the public.

Larry, as an investor, also attended the event.

Sloane had gone undercover, dressed in disguise, and slipped into the crowd.

Conrad stood confidently onstage in a sharp suit, flashing a composed smile as he addressed the audience. “Friends from the media, thank you for your attention and support toward Rivers Group. Today, I’m honored to announce that the nanobot thrombolysis technology I’ve been developing has successfully passed clinical trials! These exciting results mark a groundbreaking advance that will revolutionize treatment for cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases–offering hope to countless patients!”

The audience erupted in applause; camera flashes lit up the room.

Conrad took it all in with satisfaction, as if he could already see himself standing at the very pinnacle of the industry.

But just as he was about to continue boasting about the breakthrough and its grand significance, the conference doors suddenly burst open.

A man in a wheelchair was pushed into the room, flanked by several uniformed police officers.

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