The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 377 Daddy’s Promises Mean Nothing

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Marshall hurried to speak. “As long as you agree, we’ll still be one family. You’ll be treated the same as Sammy; you’re both my precious daughters.”

Samantha chimed in quickly. “That’s right. Sloane, haven’t you always longed for family?”

Sloane looked at them, still trying to coax her as if she were a child. Clearly, they still thought she was that naïve little girl from eight years ago.

How laughable. She sneered inwardly before answering slowly, “But that’s not what I want now.”

Marshall’s eyes sharpened. “Then what do you want?”

Sloane crossed her legs with practiced elegance; her fingertips tapped lightly against the sofa armrest. “I want fifty percent of Su Group’s decision-making power.”

“What?” Samantha shot to her feet, her delicate features twisting. “That’s impossible!”

dark as he tested her. “Sloane,

need to show some sincerity.” Her gaze drifted deliberately toward Samantha. “You can’t expect

in. “Fifty percent is too much; the company right

think I’m worth?” She stroked the bracelet

in Marshall’s eyes, but hesitation quickly followed. He needed Sloane’s medical skills and

her foot in frustration.

father and daughter quarrel, then rose gracefully to her feet. “Seems you haven’t made up your minds yet.” She picked up her purse. “That’s fine. Take your time. I’ll go back to my

Marshall rushed to stop her.

stairs, her gaze cold as ice. “Fifty percent. Not a fraction less. When you’ve come around…” Her eyes lingered meaningfully on Helen, still cowering in the corner.

a backward glance. Behind her

the corner of her mouth curving into a cold smile. She scanned the space-this so-called “room prepared for her” reeked of perfunctory effort. The bedsheets were still the same old set; a thin layer of dust

lobe, twisting it lightly to reveal the tiny listening device inside. From downstairs, the Rivers family’s

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