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.

distant. “Ginnie, it’s

with coyness. “Madam Tessa, I

stairs, calmly listening to the exchange.

“Good morning, Madam.”

Sloane’s voice, her face lit up with genuine affection. “Sloane, you’re

smile. “Thank you, Madam. Thank

She

veiled challenge in her eyes, and answered with a perfectly calm, lightly amused smile. “Who are you

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

sideways at Ginnie and casually explained,

polite distance. “Ah.

her composure. “Ms. Sloane, you must

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faintly. “Did we? I’m terrible with faces-especially ones that

flushed an ugly shade of red. Her fingers curled

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