The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 No Holding Back

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Jill let out a scream, terror flooding every inch of her body as she thrashed with everything she had. Her hands scrambled blindly across the ground—until they hit something sharp.

She grabbed it without thinking.

Ajagged piece of stone.

Fueled by pure survival instinct, she gripped it tight and smashed it straight into the blond thug’s head.

A sickening thud. Blood burst from his forehead. He screamed and staggered backward, releasing her as he stumbled.

The other punks froze for a second–then their faces twisted in rage and they surged toward her.

Jill pushed herself up against the wall, still clutching the stone like a weapon. Her body was shaking–part fear, part fury—but there was steel in her eyes now.

“Stay back! I swear I’ll take you all down with me!” Her voice cracked, half–sobbing, but there was no mistaking the fire behind it.

They didn’t care. They just kept coming.

And then-

The factory doors slammed open with a loud metallic crash.

“Let her go!” came a cold, cutting voice.

Sloane stood in the doorway, eyes sharp as a blade, a steel pipe gripped tightly in her hand.

The

gangsters flinched, spinning toward her.

Then they saw it was just a girl.

And laughed.

“Well, well, look who thinks she’s a hero,” sneered a punk with a scar running down his cheek. “Where’d this little chick come from? You lost, sweetheart?”

Sloane didn’t flinch. She stepped forward, dragging the pipe behind her. The screech of metal

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scraping concrete echoed through the factory.

Her eyes scanned them–icy and unblinking.

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Sloane dropped low, ducking under his swing. Using the momentum of her crouch, she swept the pipe across the floor–crack. It nailed his knee, sending him collapsing with a yell. She rose with the motion, drove the pipe straight into his back. He grunted and hit the ground, unmoving.

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