The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 203 DNA Test Results

Lucas froze when she asked the question. He struggled to come up with a response, worried she might see through him. It took him a moment to pull himself together before he finally said, “I just think Larry’s the calculating type. Didn’t want you getting caught up in his nonsense.”

Sloane nodded in agreement. “Yeah, he was clearly annoyed earlier but still kept smiling like nothing was wrong. That alone says a lot–he knows how to hide what he’s feeling. Calm on the outside, but hard to read. Definitely someone to be careful around.”

She said it thoughtfully, her voice laced with caution.

Lucas lit up inside, relieved she agreed with him. He pressed the point while he could. “Exactly. Larry might seem polite and well–mannered, but underneath, he’s sharp and ruthless. I don’t trust his intentions with you at all. Who knows what he’s really after? You really should keep your distance.”

Sloane glanced over at Lucas, her expression unreadable. She didn’t think Larry had some hidden agenda toward her specifically–his repeated attempts to approach her probably had more to do with the fact that she was engaged to Lucas.

Lucas noticed her silence and immediately grew uneasy.

“What?” he asked, his voice tentative. “Did I say something wrong?”

“Nothing.” Sloane shook her head lightly and stood up. “Didn’t you say we were going for a walk? Let’s go.”

“Oh, right.” Lucas breathed a quiet sigh of relief when she dropped the subject and quickly got up to follow her.

of them walked side by side down the hallway, slowly making their way out

and she was set to be discharged that

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to pick her up. Sloane had her own reasons for going back–she still

with concern. “Sloane, how are you

said I’ve recovered well–otherwise they wouldn’t

Sloane’s face for a moment. “Good. You’ve been through enough. Now that you’re home, just focus on resting. I had the kitchen put together something light and healthy for you–make sure you

“Thank you, Grandma.”

it without a fuss. If they wanted to be generous, that was fine— she’d take it. But if they thought it

wrong.

all those years ago finally. But she also knew that going straight to Helen would get her nowhere. That woman

called Lena. “Well? Did the

now if you’d like,”

on her feet. “I’ll come

changed clothes, and headed

the upstairs balcony, Joanna watched her walk away in