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.

her. “You saw me, huh? Where exactly did you see

admitted she saw Sloane inside the bar, that would mean she had been inside too. “I was outside, at the

huge. And that means I went to the

“Are you saying the Besnard family and

“The Besnard family and the

Stonebridge. Not quite on par with the Hawthornes–but far above the Rivers‘ side branch.

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believe her. She never got this far into a confrontation. But now? Sloane had changed. And she

ever.

“Jill and Cameron were with me tonight. Don’t tell me you didn’t

turned to Samantha, voice sharp.

expected it to come to this. She was used to Sloane storming off long before it got this far. Caught off guard, under Marshall’s withering glare, she could only stammer, “I…

to hear. As much as he spoiled Samantha, that only went as far as the

clearly, and yet you come here slandering your sister?” he barked. “You’re grounded until the semester starts. Reflect in your

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