The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane) novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Death by a Thousand Cuts

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Boone finally let out a long breath, the tension in his chest easing. “Let’s hope it really blows over. Keep an eye on everything for me–any hint of trouble, I want to know immediately.”

The manager nodded like a bobblehead. “Absolutely. You can rest easy. I won’t miss a thing.”

But what Boone didn’t know was that this was only the beginning.

Back in her room, Sloane picked up her phone and dialed a number. “Stick to the plan. Keep leaking it slowly.”

Nothing hurts like death by a thousand cuts.

A low voice responded on the other end, “Understood. You can count on me.”

Sloane hung up and leaned back on the couch, eyes sharp with cold resolve. “People should pay for what they’ve done.”

The next day, a new comment stirred things up online.

The poster claimed to be a resident living near the site of the infamous accident. According to them, on the night of the crash, they saw a luxury car speeding away from the scene.

As soon as the comment appeared, a flood of replies followed.

“For real? Sounds like a clout–chaser to me.”

“Pics or it didn’t happen.”

“Probably just wants internet fame. Dream on.”

The skepticism was overwhelming—but the original poster stayed silent, vanishing completely.

And that silence only made things worse.

The comment’s popularity soared, boosted by its mystery and the public’s growing curiosity.

Boone’s team caught wind of it fast. The manager panicked. “Shut it down. Now!”

“And put out a tweet,” he added. “Say Boone has nothing to do with any of this. If anyone keeps spreading rumors, we’ll take legal action. Make the tone firm–no room for doubt.”

Sure enough, the tweet worked. Suspicions around Boone nearly vanished overnight.

Breathing easier, Boone began feeding his manager juicy gossip–unrelated scandals from

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inside the entertainment industry. His goal? Distract the public and bury the crash rumor.

And it worked.

One after another, scandals exploded online: a top–tier actress secretly married with kids, a famous director caught bullying crew members on set, and more. The public latched onto the new headlines, and the car crash thread lost traction fast.

For the moment, Boone seemed to have slipped away from the spotlight unscathed.

Meanwhile, Sloane scrolled through the headlines, half–watching the chaos unfold, half- counting the days until Lucas’s next detox session.

But Lucas beat her to it.

As she gazed out the car window, she realized they weren’t headed toward the Hawthorne family estate.

Catching her gaze in the rearview mirror, Andrew explained, “Ms. Rivers, sir thought the estate had too many eyes and ears. He’s taking you to one of his private properties–no interruptions.”

Sloane remembered mentioning after the Eastgate Lounge incident that they should avoid being seen together in public. At the time, she’d been disgusted by Mason’s actions. She hadn’t expected Lucas to take it seriously.

She gave a slight nod. “Got it.”

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