The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325 Who Even Is Bonnie

Chapter 325 Who Even Is Bonnie

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“White truffles?” Jill scooped a spoonful of broth, her voice pitching high with disbelief. “Do you have any idea how much this stuff goes for? At last year’s auction, just a few ounces sold for a fortune…” She suddenly leaned in close, eyes gleaming. “Sloane, could it be that Mr. Hawthorne actually dipped into his family’s private reserves for you?”

The surface of Sloane’s milk reflected her faintly trembling silhouette. “Don’t be ridiculous; the Hawthorne family has more than enough wealth to spare.”

“I’m not being ridiculous,” Jill insisted, tapping her silver spoon against the porcelain rim with a crisp ring. “There are barely a handful of truffles of this quality in the entire country. Even the Hawthorne matriarch refused to use them for her seventieth birthday banquet.” She gave a mischievous blink. “Last time, when the Secretary of State’s father was gravely ill and begged for some, Mr. Hawthorne only parted with a shaving the size of a fingernail.”

Sloane had been staying with the Besnards for three days, and during that time Lucas had kept sending one exquisite gift after another.

When the opening song of a TV show drifted from the living room, Sloane was in the courtyard, teaching Jill how to identify medicinal herbs. The sound froze her hand midair-on screen, Dr. Bonnie appeared in a dark indigo robe, standing center stage beneath the studio lights. In front of her lay a gleaming set of golden needles.

“I’ve heard Ms. Rivers is quite skilled in emergency acupuncture.” Dr. Bonnie smiled into the camera, the faint scar above her right brow catching in the light. “I’d like to boldly invite Ms. Rivers to a friendly exchange on the next program.”

The herb in Jill’s hand slipped from her fingers, clattering onto the stone table. “How dare she! Everyone knows that life-saving technique is your specialty, sister!”

Sloane narrowed her eyes. Bonnie’s way of handling the needles struck her as eerily familiar-three fingers curved, pinky lifted-the exact form her grandmaster had created.

Her fingertips brushed unconsciously against the silver needles at her wrist. Even her transitions are identical to the sect’s secret lineage, who is she really?

“If Ms. Rivers doesn’t dare accept,” Dr. Bonnie declared suddenly, slamming the acupuncture kit against the oak table, “Then forget I said anything.”

The sharp tips rattled, leaving a starburst of tiny punctures in the wood.

The trailer ended amid gasps from the audience. Jill instantly pulled out her phone and saw that “Dr. Bonnie Challenges Sloane” had already shot up to number three on the trending list.

The comments section was blowing up.

“Who does this woman think she is, daring to challenge Dr. Rivers?”

“Shows what you know, last month Dr. Bonnie used acupuncture to make a paralyzed man stand on the spot.”

“Sloane’s only famous because the Hawthorne family propped her up, who knows what her real skills are?”

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Chapter 325 Who Even Is Bonnie

Then, buried among the noise, a simple, unpolished comment appeared:

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“I’m the owner of the Joravia snack shop. Last year I collapsed from a sudden heart attack on the street; Dr. Rivers saved my life with her silver needles. She didn’t even take payment-she just rushed off.”

The comment shot to the top, quickly followed by a flood of replies:

“Yes, yes! Dr. Rivers often gives free consultations in our community!”

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