The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281 Not Your Place

“Sloane…” Lucas’s voice was low, laced with restrained emotion.

But Sloane yawned lazily. “Forget it. I’m tired. Let’s talk tomorrow.”

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Lucas watched her figure retreat up the stairs. He looked down at his now-empty arms, frowning in frustration.

She was twenty-two. Not a child. So what was he still hesitating for?

The next morning, Sloane slept until sunlight gently woke her. She sat up and immediately checked her own pulse. The moment her fingers confirmed the weak, unsteady rhythm, she let out a sigh.

“I’ll never get used to this kind of body.”

She changed into the clothes the housekeeper had laid out, and as she stepped out of her room, a sugary voice drifted up faintly from downstairs.

“Ma’am, my grandmother always said you were her dearest friend. Now that she’s gone, I feel it’s my duty to visit you often.”

It was Ginnie, sweet-talking with practiced ease.

Madam Tessa’s voice came next-kind, but distant. “Ginnie, it’s very thoughtful of you.”

Ginnie laughed lightly, her tone laced with coyness. “Madam Tessa, I see you as my own grandmother.”

Sloane stood at the top of the stairs, calmly listening to the exchange. Then she descended slowly, her voice soft but steady, unmistakably present.

“Good morning, Madam.”

The moment Madam Tessa heard Sloane’s voice, her face lit up with genuine affection. “Sloane, you’re awake? Come, have some breakfast. Molly made congee just for you-it’s gentle on the stomach.”

Sloane walked over with a warm smile. “Thank you, Madam. Thank you, Molly.”

Ginnie turned her head, and the moment she saw Sloane, her face stiffened. She forced a look of surprise. “Ms. Sloane, you didn’t go home last night?”

Sloane met her gaze, saw the veiled challenge in her eyes, and answered with a perfectly calm, lightly amused smile. “Who are you again?”

Ginnie had come early precisely because she heard Sloane was staying at the Hawthorne residence. And now the woman dared pretend not to even know her?

Madam Tessa glanced sideways at Ginnie and casually explained, “This is Ginnie, daughter of the Lyte family.”

Sloane nodded with a touch of polite distance. “Ah. Ms. Ginnie. Nice to meet you.”

Ginnie’s smile faltered. She barely kept her composure. “Ms. Sloane, you must be quite forgetful. We met

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Sloane’s lips curled faintly. “Did we? I’m terrible with faces-especially ones that don’t really matter.”

Ginnie’s face flushed an ugly shade of red. Her fingers curled into tight fists at her sides.

Just then, Lucas came downstairs. The moment he saw how little Sloane was wearing, his brows knitted. He walked quickly to her side, his tone filled with concern. “Why are you dressed so lightly?”

He took a coat from a housekeeper nearby and gently draped it over her shoulders-smoothly, almost intimately.

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