The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 394

Elena didn't know what to say. Sloane just looked at Elena sadly and shook her head.

"I don't... we didn't expect anything less," Sloane said slowly, her voice choking up a little. "Noah said he didn't care—that he'd wait as long as it took for them to come around—but I think we both knew what the reality would be."

"So they are punishing him for being you," Elena whispered, horrified. "That's... that's just awful. Who would do that?"

"Again, it's old news," Sloane said, trying and failing to make light of the situation. She sighed. "They're obsessed with appearances, so of course they didn't want someone like me being with their son."

"That's awful," Elena repeated.

"It's how they are," Sloane replied. "That's just how some rich people are."

Elena wanted to protest Sloane's statement, but she couldn't. Elena could still vividly remember how people like her father and the Morellos were equally obsessed with power, appearances, and proving they were better than everyone else. Trying to understand why they needed to be like that was an exercise in uselessness.

"But if it was just about appearances, they shouldn't have a problem with you now," Elena said. "You look the part of an elite woman."

Sloane gave a mirthless smile. "I doubt they want to change their opinion of me now," Sloane stated. "Not after they've spent so much time and effort in opposing my relationship with Noah."

Sloane straightened her posture as she pushed off the bathroom wall. She looked in the mirror and fixed her hair silently.

"So what, you've just decided to ignore them?" Elena asked. "Or avoid them?"

"There's not much else I can do, Elena," Sloane replied. "Believe me, I would like to spend a holiday with them where Noah's parents didn't pull me aside and offer me half a million to break up with Noah."

Elena's eyes went wide. "You can't be serious?"

"I am," Sloane said, "I mean, if anything, I'm low-balling them—they keep upping the price each year. As if I'm only with Noah because I'm a gold-digger looking for a big score." Sloane rolled her eyes as she finished fixing her hair.

"You would think they'd stop asking by now," Elena replied.

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