The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane) novel Chapter 42

Her Revenge Wears Many Faces

Chapter 42 The Pain of Betrayal

“Let them take him.”

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Lucas’s voice was low, drained of strength, the exhaustion in it unlike anything Andrew had heard before.

“… Yes, sir.” Andrew gave him a long, complex look before silently turning to leave.

The sound of footsteps came from inside. Lucas looked up instinctively–Sloane had finished her soak and was walking out.

Their eyes met. In that brief moment, Sloane caught something—an unmistakable flicker of pain in Lucas’s eyes.

But it vanished almost instantly. His expression returned to its usual calm, unreadable as ever, as if what she saw had been nothing more than her imagination.

“How was it?” Lucas asked in a casual tone, his voice calm and smooth. “Benjamin told me this spring has healing properties. That’s why I bought the land and built the villa here.”

Sloane shifted her gaze away from his face and responded lightly, “It was nice. Your friend was right–this spring really does have restorative effects. You should use it more often yourself.”

Lucas nodded gently, lips curving into a faint smile. “Alright.”

His eyes drifted past her, toward the distant sea, a barely visible emptiness hidden behind them.

Just when Sloane thought the conversation was over, Lucas quietly added, “I’m sorry. Mason was taken.”

Sloane’s brows furrowed. Someone actually managed to take Mason from Lucas’s grasp?

“But don’t worry,” Lucas said. “I won’t let him get another chance to hurt you.”

He knew Mason’s vengeful nature too well. Now that Sloane had ruined him, Mason would stop at nothing to retaliate.

But Sloane didn’t seem the least bit worried. “If he has the guts to come, I’ll make sure he doesn’t leave.”

Lucas didn’t know the full extent of Sloane’s capabilities, but he knew enough to be sure she wasn’t just bluffing. Still, she was young—too young to understand how vicious some people could be when driven to desperation.

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Chapter 42 The Pain of Betrayal

She may not worry, he thought. But I have to.

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When Sloane returned home, she caught sight of Boone’s flashy new sports car pulling into the driveway.

He climbed out with a flourish, immediately spotting her and letting out a mocking snort. “What are you staring at, bumpkin? You’ll never drive anything like this in your life.”

He deliberately strolled past her, fingers tapping rhythmically on the car’s sleek body as he bragged, “Top–tier specs. Limited edition. Even money can’t buy it now.”

Sloane didn’t even bother responding. The irritation in her eyes was brief–then she turned

away.

So Boone still had the energy to show off a new car. He really thought the online scandal had blown over.

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