Chapter 37 Marshall the Opportunist

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“And what else?” Sloane’s eyes cut sharply toward Samantha, her tone like ice. “Go on, say it.”

Marshall sat on the sofa, his face dark enough to drip ink. With a loud crack, he hurled the glass in his hand to the floor. The sound of shattering echoed harshly in the quiet living room.

“Sloane, what kind of attitude is this? Do you even see me as your father?”

Father? Sloane rolled her eyes. “Spit it out if you’ve got something to say. Don’t waste my sleep.”

-did you go partying at the Eastgate

“You-!” Marshall’s fury flared. “Tell me- Lounge bar tonight with a bunch of shady people?”

“I did not.”

“You’re still lying? Sammy saw you there herself!” Helen shot up from the couch the moment she heard Sloane deny it.

Sloane’s gaze slid coldly to Samantha. So that’s who locked the balcony door earlier.

saw me, huh? Where exactly did

words faltered. If she admitted she saw Sloane inside the bar, that would mean she had been inside too. “I

let out a short laugh. “Eastgate Lounge is huge. And that means I went to

tone. “Are you

Marshall’s expression shifted immediately: “The Besnard

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believe her.

ever.

met her sister’s eyes and enunciated clearly, “Jill and Cameron were with me tonight. Don’t tell me you

Samantha, voice sharp. “Is

off long before it got

he spoiled Samantha, that only went as far as the Rivers

your sister?” he barked. “You’re grounded until the

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