Chapter 131 Reaping What She Sowed

Chapter 131 Reaping What She Sowed

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Sloane stood beside Madam Mathilda, forced to exchange pleasantries with an endless stream of unfamiliar faces. She wore a polite smile, but deep down, she was counting the minutes until this tiresome banquet would end.

If it hadn’t been for Samantha and Adrian both fighting for a spot at this event, she never would’ve epted Madam Mathilda’s invitation. In her opinion, wasting time listening to strangers babble behind fake smiles was far less productive than staying home to refine a few more medicinal pills.

When Madam Mathilda became preupied with chatting up a new group, Sloane quietly slipped away.

Her looks,bined with her status as Lucas’s fiancée, naturally drew attention wherever she went. But she paid it no mind and helped herself to a few pastries before heading to a quiet corner to enjoy them in peace.

Just then, a girl in a white gown with a ss of red wine in hand came walking toward her.

“Hi, Sloane…” the girl greeted, only to suddenly stumble in her high heels. She iled forward with an exaggerated yelp, “Look out!”

It all happened in a sh–the girl lunging straight at Sloane like she’d lost her bnce.

But Sloane calmly stepped back and pivoted smoothly to the side. The movement was fluid as water, her te of dessertspletely undisturbed–she didn’t even drop a single crumb.

“Aahhh!” came a shriek.

The girl in the white dress crashed headfirst into a table loaded with wine bottles. With a loud crash, sses shattered on the floor, and red wine sttered across the carpet like blood. A pungent scent filled the air as the expensive liquor soaked her dress and scattered broken ss everywhere.

Guests nearby jumped back with startled cries.

The girl was sprawled across the table, her hair a mess, her face humiliated. Her dress was drenched in wine, speckled with shards of ss. She struggled to lift her head, ring at Sloane with hatred and disbelief.

Because she knew–she had nned this fall.

She’d calcted everything–the angle, the force, the distance. Even if Sloane dodged, she

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Chapter 131 Reaping What She Sowed

should’ve been able tond it cleanly without actually crashing.

But at thest moment, someone had tripped her.

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There was no one else close enough–just her and Sloane. Who else could it have been?

Sloane stood a short distance away, calm and collected, as if the scene before her had nothing to do with her. She lifted a brow and casually remarked, “What happened? You should really watch your step.”

“You-“The girl trembled with fury, raising a trembling finger to point at Sloane. She opened her mouth to shout, “It was her-!”

But just then, the Houston family’s butler arrived with impable timing, cutting her off. “Are you alright, miss?”

A team of servants swiftly surrounded the girl, lifting her to her feet and ushering her away from the scene.

Meanwhile, others cleaned the mess, restoring the banquet hall to its pristine state. In moments, it was as if nothing had happened at all.

Sloane watched with a trace of contempt in her eyes. Such cheap tricks weren’t even worth responding to.

After satisfying her sweet tooth, she slipped out to the garden for some air.

The garden was nearly empty–most guests were indoors, mingling andworking. The cool air and quiet surroundings offered a rare moment of peace.

Sloane strolled down the garden path, letting the night air clear her mind–until arge figure suddenly emerged from the hedges and blocked her way.

The man’s eyes were sunken, his cheeks flushed with an unnatural hue. His entire demeanor reeked of indulgence and vulgar intent. His lecherous gaze roved over Sloane’s body, and he grinned, crooked and slimy

“Well, well. Isn’t this the Rivers family’s little beauty? What’s a girl like you doing out here all

alone?”