The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 390 Milk Baths

Chapter 390 Milk Baths

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Sloane was suddenly transferred to a lavish suite; through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could even see the endless stretch of blue sea. The woman had even arranged for a doctor to treat her external injuries- especially the scar on her face-and the doctor tended to her with unusual care.

Sloane noticed this at once, though she couldn’t understand why.

During this time, two tall, heavyset Virelia women guarded her without leaving her side. They spoke English with a strong accent. Since Sloane never uttered a word, they assumed she couldn’t understand them.

That day, they brought in water for her bath again-bucket after bucket of milk carried inside.

Ever since she had been moved here, they forced her to soak in a milk bath for one hour every day.

into the tub, the two

milk to drink, and here they waste it on

who sat with her eyes closed as though resting, and lowered her voice. “Don’t

The heavyset maid couldn’t resist brushing her fingers along Sloane’s

let out a strange, nervous laugh. “The boss even ordered roses from France-just for her

and

her now smoother, more delicate skin and sank into thought. What do they want with my skin? One thing was certain, if that woman was nourishing my

from her sleep. Barefoot, she crept to the window and peered into the courtyard. In the moonlight,

her breath, her pupils constricting sharply-it was a body, naked and pale,

one guard muttered bitterly.

among the shadows came the woman’s cold, cutting voice. “Useless! You can’t even manage the most basic skin processing!” The scalpel in her hand gleamed under the moonlight. “Throw it

last, she understood-the milk baths, the

the splash of the shark pool, followed by the sickening

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