The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 35 Mason, the Madman

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Sloane reacted in a flash, twisting her body to the side. Mason, too drunk to stop himself, stumbled forward and crashed hard to the ground with a dull thud.

He struggled to his feet, eyes bloodshot, glaring at Sloane with a vicious snarl. “Little bitch… you’re just as hateful as Lucas.” He swayed as he stood, cursing under his breath.

Sloane had already realized that the door had been locked from both sides- Mason from inside, and someone else from outside.

“Don’t waste your strength. You’re not getting out,” Mason sneered, eyes gleaming with malice. Ever since Lucas had woken up, Mason had lost all his footing in the company. Just today, all the men he’d planted in the group had been wiped out. He had nothing left.

He hadn’t planned this. Tonight was supposed to be about getting drunk. But when he heard that Lucas’s fiancée was here too, everything changed. The guy who told him was right–this was the perfect chance for revenge.

“Lucas thinks he’s untouchable? I’ll sleep with his fiancée tonight and make him the laughingstock of all Stonebridge!”

Mason had completely lost his mind, driven by a single twisted goal–humiliate Lucas by violating Sloane.

Backed against the glass door, Sloane stared him down, eyes locked on the lunatic charging toward her.

A sharp scream of pain cut through the night.

The sound of it made Jill and Cameron, who were rushing to the scene, feel a chill run down their spines.

door, calmly wiping her hands. She tossed a soiled handkerchief

over in a panic, glancing toward the balcony. But it was too dark–she couldn’t

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followed her

Then he

in that room, they’re dead,” Jill fumed. The staff had told her someone lured her away by claiming Cameron was being bullied,

Cameron found her

“You can’t just believe whatever people

“This is your fault! If I hadn’t been so

hands

Jill finally let it

stayed silent the whole way

Eastgate Lounge, a black Rolls–Royce Phantom was waiting

Jill’s jaw

gave a polite bow and opened

legs, tailored black trousers cut from the finest