The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37 Marshall the Opportunist

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“And what else?” Sloane’s eyes cut sharply toward Samantha, her tone like ice. “Go on, say it.”

Marshall sat on the sofa, his face dark enough to drip ink. With a loud crack, he hurled the glass in his hand to the floor. The sound of shattering echoed harshly in the quiet living room.

“Sloane, what kind of attitude is this? Do you even see me as your father?”

Father? Sloane rolled her eyes. “Spit it out if you’ve got something to say. Don’t waste my sleep.”

-did you go partying at the Eastgate

“You-!” Marshall’s fury flared. “Tell me- Lounge bar tonight with a bunch of shady people?”

“I did not.”

“You’re still lying? Sammy saw you there herself!” Helen shot up from the couch the moment she heard Sloane deny it.

Sloane’s gaze slid coldly to Samantha. So that’s who locked the balcony door earlier.

“Oh?” Sloane turned to her. “You saw me, huh? Where exactly did you see me?”

“I… I was…” Samantha’s words faltered. If she admitted she saw Sloane inside the bar, that would mean she had been inside too. “I was outside, at the entrance to Eastgate Lounge.”

Sloane let out a short laugh. “Eastgate Lounge is huge. And that means I went to the bar because… what? You felt it in your gut?”

Her eyes gleamed as she mimicked Samantha’s usual coy tone. “Are you saying the Besnard family and the Clark family are the ‘shady people?”

“What?” Marshall’s expression shifted immediately: “The Besnard family and the Clark family?

Both were long–established aristocratic houses in Stonebridge. Not quite on par with the Hawthornes–but far above the Rivers‘ side branch. Definitely not

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Samantha’s heart sank. This was bad. In the past, Sloane would’ve flown into a rage the moment her parents didn’t believe her. She never got this far into a confrontation. But now? Sloane had changed. And she was harder to handle than

ever.

Sloane met her sister’s eyes and enunciated clearly, “Jill and Cameron were with me tonight. Don’t tell me you didn’t see them. Or are they the ones you’re calling ‘shady‘?”

Marshall instantly turned to Samantha, voice sharp. “Is that true?”

Samantha froze. She hadn’t expected it to come to this. She was used to Sloane storming off long before it got this far. Caught off guard, under Marshall’s withering glare, she could only stammer, “I… I didn’t get a good look…”

That was all Marshall needed to hear. As much as he spoiled Samantha, that only went as far as the Rivers family’s interests weren’t at risk.

“You didn’t see clearly, and yet you come here slandering your sister?” he barked. “You’re grounded until the semester starts. Reflect in your room.”

“I…” Under his furious gaze, Samantha didn’t dare talk back. “Yes, sir.”

Sloane watched her clenched fists at her sides, her nails probably digging bloody crescents into her palms by now.

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