The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 239 – Guilt

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Whitney collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She knew better than anyone -Larry never changed his mind. And this time, she was really finished.

Larry turned back to his desk, picked up the phone, and said coldly, “Come in and escort Ms. Whitney out.”

The secretary quickly entered, gently helping Whitney to her feet. “Ms. Whitney, let’s go.”

Whitney stumbled out of the office with the secretary’s support.

That same day, bodyguards escorted her onto a plane.

But later, the bodyguards waiting to receive her overseas called Larry–they reported that Whitney had gone missing.

Whitney had no idea when she’d passed out. When she woke up, she found herself lying in a pitch–dark forest.

Towering trees surrounded her on all sides, their thick branches and leaves blocking out most of the sunlight. Only a few scattered beams filtered through, landing faintly on the forest floor. In the distance, the low growls of wild animals echoed—like something could leap from the shadows at any moment.

Her heart clenched, her entire body trembling.

“Help! Is anyone there? Help!” Whitney shouted, her voice ringing through the empty forest— yet no reply came.

The growling sounds grew louder, closer. Her heartbeat nearly stopped.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

leaves began to

make a sound, thinking silence might keep her

behind a tree. Its tusks gleamed coldly in the slivers of sunlight, and it let out a deep,

terror; her heart felt like it was about to burst

“Don’t–don’t–don’t come any closer!”

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bolted. The wild

and running again. Her shoes had long been left behind, and the sharp stones and dry branches shredded her feet, leaving them bloodied and raw. Every step sent waves of searing pain through her–but the instinct to survive wouldn’t let her

gave Lucas

in his lowered eyes.

hurt Sloane and walked

room to change Lucas‘ bandages. Andrew immediately stepped aside, his tone respectful. “Ms.

tray down beside her. “If you two still have business,

finished reporting—I’ll be leaving

he quickly slipped out of the room, closing the door softly

Sloane and

and bent over to check his wound, her

her, eyes soft. “Much better.

gave a small nod. “Looks like your finger’s healing