The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 382

Chapter 382 That Face Won’t Heal Pretty

Chapter 382 That Face Won’t Heal Pretty

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The doctor frowned as he told Marshall, “Ms. Samantha was badly stung this time; especially the ones on her face. I’m afraid scars will remain.”

Marshall’s expression was so dark it seemed to drip with anger. He motioned for everyone to leave the room, keeping only the unconscious Samantha behind.

“Stop pretending,” Marshall said coldly. “I know you’re awake.”

Samantha’s swollen eyelids trembled before she managed to pry them open a slit.

“Dad…” Her voice was hoarse as she tried to reach for his sleeve, but her hands were covered in stings; the pain made her gasp sharply.

“You’ve disappointed me far too much.” Marshall stood above her, not the slightest trace of pity in his eyes. “I warned you not to lay a hand on Sloane; did you think my words meant nothing?”

“No… I…” Samantha tried to make excuses.

a roar. “The butler has already investigated.

over, cold sweat seeping across

is your last warning.” Marshall bent close, his voice a deadly whisper. “Right now, Sloane is of great use to us. If you dare to play

left, leaving Samantha writhing in pain on the


Adrian, who was carrying a bowl of

“Dad, Sammy, she-”

was like a blade. “I let it slide when you used to favor Samantha; but now that Sloane matters to us, you should be the one

drained of color; the bowl of medicine nearly slipped from his

witnessed everything. She stroked

Setting aside the medical book in her lap, Sloane said lightly, “Come

behind her. Suddenly, with a heavy thud,

Sloane.

shook; tears streaked down her worn, pale face. “It’s all my fault… if you must hate someone,

stared down at the woman who had once treated her with nothing but icy

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