The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 225 Lucas, I’m Sorry

Chapter 225 Lucas, I’m Sorry

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Seeing what happened, Sloane quickly poured a glass of water and handed it over. “Are you okay? Here, drink some water.”

Larry took the glass and sipped a few times. Only then did the color start returning to his face.

He hurried to say, “Thank you, Mr. Hawthorne. I’m full.”

Lucas held the thermal container with a blank expression, casting a cold glance at Larry. “No need to thank me, Mr. Larry. I just want to make sure you’ve had enough–how else will you have the strength to recover?”

Larry wouldn’t dare let him feed him again. “I’m full. Really, I’ve had enough.”

Lucas set the container aside, and Larry quickly seized the moment to say to Sloane, “Sloane, could you help take care of me for a few days? With this injury… I really can’t do much on my

own.”

Sloane hesitated, about to answer when Lucas cut in first. “No need to worry, Mr. Larry. I’ll hire the best private nurse for you, someone who’ll take excellent care of everything.”

Larry shook his head, looking paler than before. “Mr. Hawthorne, you may not know this, but I have a bit of a cleanliness obsession. I’m not comfortable with strangers. Sloane knows medicine–it makes the most sense for her to help.”

Lucas‘ face darkened instantly, a sharp chill flashing through his eyes. He was about to refute him when Sloane gently tugged on his sleeve and said in a low voice, “Lucas, Larry got hurt saving me. It’s only right that I take care of him. You should head back first, I’ll contact you later.”

Lucas looked at her, eyes filled with frustration and helplessness. He knew that pushing any further would only put Sloane in a tough spot.

He swallowed the fire burning inside and relented. “Fine. I’ll head back. Call me if anything comes up.”

Sloane nodded softly. “Okay. Be careful on the road.”

Lucas returned to the company with a storm cloud over his head, his expression dark and unreadable. The moment he stepped into the office, the entire floor tensed.

Andrew instantly sensed that something was very wrong. He followed behind, arms full of documents, barely daring to breathe.

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you need to sign today…” Andrew

a cold glance, his voice edged

to leave, but Lucas suddenly snapped, “Where’s the quarterly report from Marketing? Why hasn’t

Westin from Marketing said they’re still compiling the data… it

Lucas had actually approved

like a whip, his eyes sharp

Andrew bolted.

the room, practically shaking, clutching the unfinished report with sweat beading

missing a few data points…”

flipped through it, and his face

onto the desk, his voice cold as a blade. “This is your department’s work? Incomplete data, shallow analysis, you didn’t even grasp the most basic market trends.

“Mr. Hawthorne, there have been recent

sneered, lacing his words with biting sarcasm. “Market fluctuations are your excuse? If your department can’t even handle that, then what’s the point of

was completely stunned, head down, too afraid to say

thought. What happened to Mr. Hawthorne today? He’s usually strict,

building inside him, but the moment he remembered Sloane was still at the hospital taking care of Larry, that dark mood came flooding

a cold glance across the managers still in the room, his voice laced with

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I see this kind of amateur mistake one more

nodded frantically and

Lucas sank into his chair, rubbed his

But no matter how hard he

of upper management had been shaken by Lucas‘ unusual behavior. Word spread rapidly throughout the company. Mr. Hawthorne, always

rare loss of control

He tore apart Marketing’s report, and Westin looked like

Andrew was practically