The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 282

Chapter 281 Not Your Place

“Sloane…” Lucas’s voice was low, laced with restrained emotion.

But Sloane yawned lazily. “Forget it. I’m tired. Let’s talk tomorrow.”

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Lucas watched her figure retreat up the stairs. He looked down at his now-empty arms, frowning in frustration.

She was twenty-two. Not a child. So what was he still hesitating for?

The next morning, Sloane slept until sunlight gently woke her. She sat up and immediately checked her own pulse. The moment her fingers confirmed the weak, unsteady rhythm, she let out a sigh.

“I’ll never get used to this kind of body.”

She changed into the clothes the housekeeper had laid out, and as she stepped out of her room, a sugary voice drifted up faintly from downstairs.

“Ma’am, my grandmother always said you were her dearest friend. Now that she’s gone, I feel it’s my duty to visit you often.”

It was Ginnie, sweet-talking with practiced ease.

voice came next-kind, but distant. “Ginnie, it’s very thoughtful

tone laced with coyness. “Madam Tessa, I see you as

to the

“Good morning, Madam.”

“Sloane, you’re awake? Come, have some breakfast. Molly made congee

with a warm smile. “Thank you, Madam. Thank

her face stiffened. She forced a look of surprise. “Ms. Sloane, you didn’t go

saw the veiled challenge in her eyes, and answered

staying at the Hawthorne residence. And now the woman dared pretend not to even know

sideways at Ginnie and casually explained, “This is Ginnie, daughter of

nodded with a touch of polite distance.

composure. “Ms. Sloane,

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we? I’m terrible with faces-especially

red. Her fingers curled into

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