The Real Heiress Rules the World

The entire Rivers family was busy preparing for Samantha’s birthday party. The second and third son of the Rivers family, Boone Rivers and Conrad Rivers, had also returned from overseas that very day.

“Boone! Conrad!” Samantha saw the two men walking in through the door and ran toward them with excitement.

Boone opened his arms and caught Samantha with a spoiled smile on his face. “Sammy, we’re back. Did you miss me?” he said, pinching her cheek playfully.

Samantha leaned into his arms like a spoiled child. “Of course I did.”

Conrad reached out and patted her head, then glanced sideways at Sloane, his tone meaningful. “Don’t worry, Sammy. Now that I’m back, I won’t let anyone hurt you again.”

Sloane raised an eyebrow at that. She hadn’t forgotten–when she first came back to the Rivers family, Samantha had a nightmare because she was scared of being sent away. And just because of that, Conrad had thrown her into a pool even though she couldn’t swim. He even had the maids stand by with bamboo poles to beat her if she tried to climb out.

She had almost died in that pool.

“Well, some people really don’t know their place. A lunatic trying to climb the social ladder? How could she even dream of marrying into the Hawthorne family?” Boone sneered, his gaze toward Sloane filled with pure hatred.

Sloane’s eyes darkened. It was Boone who had come up with the plan to send her to the asylum. Just thinking of those lightless days locked inside made her fists clenched tight, her nails digging into her palms. The pain only reminded her more clearly of how cruel these people really were.

you think staying quiet will save you?” Boone crossed his arms and looked down on her arrogantly. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll go cancel the engagement with the

steal or lie. I’m not like

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Chapter 17 Her Brothers

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crossed his eyes before he shouted in rage, “You… You’re talking

she know something? No, that’s impossible. Sloane is just a hick from the countryside.

She’s just a madwoman biting whoever

to worry about others?” Sloane’s voice turned icy as she looked at Boone. “I wonder what your fans would think if they knew what you’ve been hiding. How

broke into a cold sweat. “What…

of a certain scandal. His

does Sloane know? And how much does