The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393 Lucas Breaks Another Wall

Chapter 393 Lucas Breaks Another Wall

“Faster.” His voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot.

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Conor stood nearby, staring at the locator’s blinking red dot, his brow tightly furrowed. “We’re already at top speed. Sloane’s signal is steady; that means she’s safe for now.”

“Safe?” Lucas let out a bitter laugh, his throat tight yet unable to contain the storm inside his chest. “That place is crawling with lunatics; she’s been gone three days! Three days!”

He couldn’t forget the last look Sloane had given him as Samantha dragged her onto the speedboat-calm, resolute, as if she had expected this all along.

She could have fought back, yet she had chosen not to, surrendering herself instead-just to lure out the one behind it all.

“She’ll be fine,” Conor said in a low voice. “Sloane’s smarter than you think.”

“Smart?” Lucas crushed the glass in his hand; shards bit into his palm, blood dripping with the wine onto the floor. “She’s still human, no matter how smart! That woman is insane! Did you even hear what Intel said? She smuggles weapons, traffics organs; human life means nothing to her!”

The thought of what Sloane might be enduring made it hard to breathe. Lucas spun and slammed his fist against the bulkhead.

He stormed into the cockpit. “Full speed ahead!”

The sea wind roared; the speedboat cut through the waves at breakneck pace. Lucas locked his eyes on the glowing signal, his knuckles bone-white against the railing. Sloane, stay safe; wait for me.

Meanwhile, Sloane tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She climbed out of bed and stood by the window, staring out at the surging sea; her thoughts churned restlessly. I’ve risked myself again… Lucas must be furious by now. He’s probably sick with worry…

As her thoughts drifted toward Lucas, faint voices reached her ears.

She crept to the door, pressing her ear against the wood.

“Damn it, our shipment got hijacked. Tomorrow the boss is leading a team to take it back.”

“Who the heck would dare mess with our cargo?”

“Who else but-” Their voices trailed off as they walked farther away.

A chill raced through Sloane. Her fingers clenched tight around the doorframe-this was her chance!

She hurried back to the bed, pulling three needles from beneath the mattress. These past few days, she had secretly used acupuncture to force out part of the poison. Her strength had only recovered by thirty, maybe forty percent, but it would be enough for a fight.

The next day, she listened intently for any change outside; sure enough, hurried footsteps and the roar of engines erupted-the woman had left with a large group of her men.

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7:15 pm P ppp.

Chapter 393 Lucas Breaks Another Wall

Sloane didn’t move right away; she waited, patient and still, until midnight.

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