The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 499

**TITLE: Bonfire 499**
**CONTENT: Chapter 499 The Truth Beneath the Lavender Sky**

As Sloane prepared to exit the room, Ronald’s voice cut through the air like a sharp blade, “What about our cooperation—”

Kaizen’s lips curled into a derisive sneer. “In your dreams.”

Three days later, the grand Oliver family banquet was in full swing, a lavish affair filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses. Jeffrey, with an air of pride that radiated from him, raised his glass high and declared, “From this day forward, Sloane officially joins the Oliver Group board of directors as the head of our medical division!”

Sloane’s heart raced as she stood up in shock. “Grandpa, I—”

“Don’t be too hasty in your refusal,” Jeffrey interjected with a playful wink. “You’ve always dreamed of establishing a world-class hospital, haven’t you? The Oliver family will provide the funding. Now it’s your turn to bring that vision to life.”

At that moment, Lucas, seated beside her, reached beneath the table and gently squeezed her hand, his warmth a comforting presence. “Congratulations,” he whispered, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Across the table, Shawn erupted with enthusiasm, his voice booming, “Let’s see who still dares to call my sister a ‘wild girl’ now!” His laughter echoed, infectious and uplifting.

Kaizen observed his niece’s glowing expression with a sense of quiet satisfaction. Yes, he mused to himself, this is how a daughter of the Oliver family should shine—not as a mere pawn in the game of marriage alliances, but as a queen who commands her own destiny.

The unwavering support from her family ensured that no one would ever dare to belittle Sloane again.

Just then, Kaizen’s phone buzzed with news regarding Beth. He wasted no time in sharing the information with Sloane.

Pointing excitedly at the photo displayed on his tablet, he said, “We’ve just received word. Your mother and father are residing in a manor in Provence. They used to travel there frequently, and it was during one of those trips that Beth became pregnant with you.”

In the image, Beth appeared radiant, her arm linked with Tony’s as they strolled through vast fields of lavender, their faces adorned with soft smiles that spoke of cherished memories.

Sloane’s gaze fixed on the photograph, her chest tightening with a mix of nervous anticipation and longing.

Tony joined her, a warm smile spreading across his face as he turned to Sloane. “So you’re Sloane. Beth talks about you all the time. You bear such a striking resemblance to her. If only you were truly our daughter…”

Sloane’s fingers nervously twisted the hem of her dress, her heartbeat quickening at the unexpected warmth of their words. She glanced at Lucas, who offered her a reassuring squeeze, his presence a steady anchor amidst her swirling emotions.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Shawn stepped forward, his voice filled with determination. “Aunt Beth, Uncle Tony—we came here today because… there’s something very important we need to tell you.”

Beth blinked in confusion, her brow furrowing slightly. “Something important?”

The air around them seemed to still, heavy with anticipation, as if the world had paused to witness this pivotal moment. Sloane felt a tightness in her throat; even the simple act of breathing felt like a challenge.

Lucas reached for her hand once more, his touch calm and steady, silently offering her the strength she needed to face what lay ahead.