The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 21 Killing the Wolfhound Bare–Handed

Chapter 21 Killing the Wolfhound Bare–Handed

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Boone walked toward her, tugging along a massive wolfhound. Samantha, looking flustered, rushed to block him.

“Boone, let’s not go over there,” she pleaded anxiously. “Sloane will be scared. What if she accidentally falls into the pool again? She can’t swim!”

Hearing this, Boone grew even more excited. “Even if she falls in, it’s just a few mouthfuls of water. It’s not like she’ll die,” he said with a laugh.

As he spoke, he actually let go of the leash.

The huge wolfhound lunged straight at Sloane, and right behind her was the swimming pool. Everything was exactly like it had been five years ago.

Seeing the wolfhound charge, Sloane moved swiftly, her body tilting aside like a flash of light. At the same time, a glint of silver flickered at her fingertips.

The wolfhound missed its target and landed heavily, then spun around and bared its fangs, launching another attack.

Sloane seized her chance. The moment the wolfhound leapt into the air, she caught its neck mid–pounce and slammed it viciously against the edge of the pool.

The wolfhound let out a piercing howl of pain and snapped its jaws at her.

With a sharp glint, the silver needle in Sloane’s hand flashed. She struck ruthlessly, plunging the needle deep into the wolfhound’s eye and into its skull.

instantly, splattering

agonized howls sent chills down the spines

wolfhound, Sloane slowly turned

cold as ice,

but Sloane, like a phantom, was

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to hurl him hard toward

splash, Boone crashed

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water, he barely managed to lift his head, only for Sloane to pick up

in terror, thrashing wildly, coughing, and

to the brim just to prank Sloane. Now, he was paying

the scene unfold, her face going

help, “Someone

and she screamed, “Sloane, don’t be

she threw herself

had eyes in the back of her head. With just a slight

at the back of her calf. Samantha’s legs

on the just–surfacing Boone, and the two of them sank under

clutching at Boone’s neck,

he was dragged down

the commotion, Helen