Chapter 7


Chapter 7:

As soon as he finished his outburst, Henrik commanded, “Cripple him.”

At his order, the man in glasses drew a silenced pistol and fired at Karl’s limbs.

Four muffled shots expertly severed the tendons in Karl’s limbs.

In the blink of an eye, he had been reduced to a helpless cripple.

Karl writhed in pain on the floor, howling in agony. His gaze met Henrik’s. The haughty expression on his face was now replaced with fear.

“Who are you? There’s no bad blood between us.”

“Who told you that?”

Henrik turned, his gaze shifting to Khloe, his eyes unreadable.

his long fingers, he

walk free after insulting me, it would signal

quickly darted to Khloe’s face, and his complexion drained to a ghostly

Miss Evans. I was wrong, Mr. Watson. Had I known Miss Evans was with you, I wouldn’t have dared to even

of resentment, but upon hearing Henrik’s name, all his

Everyone knew the stories.

Henrik ruled the underworld, a powerful figure who merely expressed the smallest dissatisfaction with his reign was met with severe retribution—Henrik shot him

the man’s force

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malevolence; anyone who

sat motionless, his

Karl

he struggled to lift himself and

realize who

was evident as he apologized repeatedly despite

her, her understanding of Henrik’s terrifying

way up in the

now, he was nothing more than a

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