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The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343 Brothers’ Banter

Chapter 343 Brothers’ Banter

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Benjamin calmly pushed up his glasses, his gaze lingering for a moment on Lucas’s hand at Sloane’s waist before the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

Samson bounded up like a monkey, circling them once. “Lucas, not bad at all.”

Lucas shot him a cold glance. “Shut up.”

Instead of being cowed, Samson only grew more energetic. He leaned toward Sloane, waggling his brows. “Sloane, what kind of love potion did you slip my Lucas? He’s never even held a girl’s hand before…”

“Samson.” Lucas’s voice sank dangerously low.

Samson immediately fell silent.

Benjamin raised his glass, a knowing smile in his eyes. “After all these years, we’ve finally reached this day.”

For once, Lucas didn’t argue. He simply pulled out a chair for Sloane and carefully laid a napkin across he lap. The smooth, practiced movements made Samson’s jaw practically hit the floor.

Samson protested. “Lucas, we’ve been brothers since we were kids-have you ever treated me that carefully?”

At that, Lucas’s temple twitched. He gave Samson a cutting look, his voice edged with warning. “Do you need me to remind you about how you wet the bed until you were three?”

Samson’s face turned scarlet as he jumped to his feet. “Lucas! How could you say that in front of Sloane?”

Sloane couldn’t help laughing, and Lucas took the chance to place a neatly deboned piece of fish on her plate, the gesture so natural it seemed he’d done it countless times.

Benjamin adjusted his glasses and added leisurely, “If I remember right, someone was still—”

“Benjamin!” Samson rushed to cover his mouth. “You two are ganging up on me, aren’t you?”

Lucas calmly poured Sloane a glass of warm water, his lips faintly curved. “Eat.”

Sloane pressed her lips together in a quiet smile and secretly slipped her hand into his under the table. Hi: broad palm immediately turned over to wrap her smaller one, thumb brushing lightly over her skin.

Samson’s sharp eyes caught the motion, and he yelped, “Oh no, I can’t eat like this!”

Lucas leveled him with a cold stare. “Then you can leave.”

“No, no, no!” Samson waved his hands frantically. “I’m just happy for you, that’s all!” He suddenly grew serious. “Lucas, I mean it. After all these years, you finally got it together.”

“You don’t even know-before Sloane came along, Benjamin and I were starting to wonder if you were frigid-minph!”

Benjamin moved fast, stuffing a bread roll into Samson’s mouth. “Even at dinner, you can’t keep that

mouth shut.”

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