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.

sprayed out instantly, splattering some onto Sloane’s

howls sent chills down the spines

defeating the wolfhound,

gaze, cold as ice, locked

Sloane, like a phantom, was on him in a flash

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Killing the

to hurl him hard

loud splash, Boone crashed into the

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to lift his head, only for Sloane to pick up the bamboo pole she had prepared and, without hesitation,

thrashing wildly, coughing,

to the brim just to

Samantha watched the scene unfold, her face going

for help, “Someone come! Help!

quickly, and

she threw herself at

in the back of her

Samantha tried to halt herself, Sloane kicked sharply at the back of her calf. Samantha’s legs gave out, and her entire body toppled

the just–surfacing Boone, and

at Boone’s neck, climbing onto

was dragged down again, swallowing another mouthful

commotion,