The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 163 He Came to Apologize

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Mathilda smiled as she gently patted the back of Sloane’s hand, her voice full of warmth and approval. “Larry’s such a thoughtful boy–he came all this way just to celebrate with you. Sloane, you should really thank him.”

But Sloane only grew more suspicious. She barely knew Larry; why would he go out of his way to congratulate her? And his attitude–wasn’t it a little too enthusiastic?

As if sensing her doubt, Larry smiled and explained, “Actually, I came today because of what happened at the last banquet. Whitney jumped to conclusions without knowing the full story and unfairly suspected Ms. Rivers. I’ve already scolded her. I’m here today to apologize on her behalf.”

Sloane nodded at his explanation, but the wariness in her chest didn’t go away. “If she realizes she was wrong, then she should apologize in person.”

“You’re right, Ms. Rivers.” Larry didn’t take offense; his smile remained gentle. “But Whitney is currently recovering at home after being punished under the family rules. She’s not well enough to come, so I’m here to apologize for her.”

He bowed slightly. “Ms. Rivers, as her brother, it’s my responsibility to apologize on her behalf. I hope this won’t cause you to misunderstand the Houston family.”

Sloane stared at him, her brows drawing together.

She chuckled and patted his arm, her tone half–scolding,

the same gentle smile on his face. “Madam Mathilda, Whitney really was in the wrong here. No matter how you look at it, our Houston family was at fault first. If

intention of forgiving Whitney. Whatever Mathilda said or did had nothing to do

humble in every word, yet everything he did came across as overly calculated. It made it

signaled to the assistant standing nearby, who

Larry offered it to Sloane with a

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small token from me, an apology on Whitney’s

a necklace crafted from rare deep–sea pink diamonds, each stone meticulously cut to catch the light perfectly. The centerpiece diamond was the size of a dove egg, surrounded by a halo of fine blue diamonds, like stars encircling

slightly. She didn’t reach out to take it. Instead, she spoke politely, “This is far too

“Oh my, that’s the ‘Tears of the Stars‘! It sold for over 8 million at the last international auction! So you were the

Sloane heard the price, there was no way she was accepting it. She pushed the box