Married Your Girl Bestie as a Dare? Congrats You're Stuck with her now novel Chapter 77

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Sloane sensed something off in the air and immediately took a step back. “I’m not playingalong with this.”

But before she could retreat any further, one of the young trust fund brats stood up and, without warning,

slapped her hard across the face.

A burst of laughter erupted from all around. “She deserved that! That’s for slapping Vivienne!”

Vivienne gave a sweet, innocent smile. “Don’t take it personally, Sloane. We’re all just having fun.”

And Declan-he just sat there and watched. Cold. Silent. Then reached out and spun the bottle again. “Keep

going.”

That was when it hit her.

The kneeling in the rain hadn’t been enough.

This was her punishment. For slapping Vivienne, she had to pay it all back-tenfold-in front of everyone.

The bottle pointed to her again and again.

total. By the time the final slap landed, the guards finally let go of her arms.

Her face throbbed with pain. She slowly lifted her hand to her cheek-completely

“Declan

mised to bake me a birthday cake tonight, remember?” Vivienne suddenly cooed.

her a gentle smile and stood up. “Wait here. I’ll head to the kitchen.”

ore walking away, he turned and gave Sloane a long, unreadable look. Then left without a single word.

the moment he was gone, Vivienne dropped her act of being fragile and timid.

“So? How did that feel, Sloane? Did you enjoy being slapped in front of everyone?”

But Sloane didn’t even acknowledge her taunts. She just gave a faint, indifferent smile and turned to leave.

She knew all too well-this spoiled heiress, drunk on her little victory, would come running after her.

And sure enough, as she climbed to the upper deck of the yacht, the sharp clack of heels echoed behind her.

“Vivienne,” Sloane said suddenly, stopping at the railing. “You really think you’ve won, don’t you?”

She smiled faintly. “You know what Declan told me? That once you’ve recovered and he’s repaid the debt he

owes you, he’s kicking you out of

my house.”

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ine snapped, fury dasry flashing in her eyes. She’d never been spoken token to like that before. “You? “You?

ut a filthy house hausermaid. You think you can compete with me?th me?”

ser. Stoane suddenlyddenly turned and grabbed the lace collar of Viviofive enne’s couture gown.gown

sit the same with mythomy thorn? Did she touch your dress too? Is that w/tratowhy you…

osed into sobso sobs.

d of recoiling, looked alked atmost thrilled by her agony. “Oh, you’ve got vertitSight She brushed shed

s and refused to kneebanteband apologize. And since she was your mother attend thought-why not lesson?”sson?”

een her, both arms brokenboker gagged so she couldn’t even screamBream.”

fiot

d

d right here on this very deckyRiecki Ran straight into the ocean. I wanted to sea pohenapher right leg too, g too, ack, slipped, and fell into the seahelsea. That saved me the trouble of finishing the jgthe job.”

ant taunt hit its mark. Stoane’s egne’s eyes burned with hatred. “You’re a murderer/derer.”

iled, basking in it. “So what? DecianDeciandbelieves me. He protected me in court”court.”

her collar tightened. “Don’t forget-forget elm the legal Mrs. Hawthorne! Declan wilaevétl diecer divorcevorce m alive, I’ll always be his wife’s wife.”

like flint on gasoline.soline.

1. She lunged forward and wrapped hepeaher hands around Sloane’s throat.throat.

Hened. Sloane’s face flushed red.dfervoiderbroice broke as she gasped, “Let go… are you tryiog trying to ing you-as long as I’m still breathing, young you’ll never be…”

ne brutab shove-Vivienne slammed hen agaias against the railing. Sloane’s spine jolted wittedavith pain. psupped off her finger and clattered to the floche floor.

ane’s body pitched forward-half over the railing railing. She lost her footing and fell, plungingunging chirt deck into the dark sea below. below.

Shabfloor deck, the party raged on. Laughter, music,,gasic games. No one heard the sound of ther of her

sheshecinto her lungs, and for some reasonce its feit.wafelt warm.

wwhenhers her mother’s blood had run. Her mothenhathe had been here. here

She Sheulbuldn’t be afraid. ufraid

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She closed her eyes, and just before the darkness swallowed her, the second button on her dress flashed red

for a split second.

Inside it… a hidden camera.

And all the truths buried beneath the water-would one day be brought to light.

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