Chapter 17


Chapter 17:

During her time in prison, she had endured “special treatment” from Sloane’s schemes, surviving among hardened criminals far more dangerous than Sloane could ever hope to be.

Now, it was Sloane’s turn to face the consequences of her actions, Khloe thought with icy resolve.

With lightning-fast reflexes, her hand shot out, gripping Sloane’s wrist and twisting it sharply. Sloane let out a shriek of pain as the knife fell from her grasp.

Without missing a beat, Khloe placed her left hand on Sloane’s shoulder, then swept her right leg out in one fluid motion, knocking Sloane off balance.

Before Sloane could process what was happening, she was on the ground with a heavy thud.

Khloe moved with precision, her foot coming down on Sloane’s head, pinning her to the ground as though she were nothing more than a squirming pest.

cold and commanding, her gaze heavy with an unspoken superiority.

overwhelmed by humiliation and fear, squirmed frantically, but no matter how hard she

with fury as she fished a gun out of her bag, pointing it at Khloe. “Release Sloane, or I swear I’ll

flinch. Instead, she let out a derisive chuckle. “Lorraine, do you

voice cracking under the pressure. “Khloe, I’m warning you! Don’t test

locked eyes with Lorraine, her face devoid of fear. “Do

hall was so thick it was almost suffocating. Eric,

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what are you waiting for? Shoot her! End

pushed her foot down with more force, silencing Sloane’s wails

her finger inching closer to pulling

its peak, a deep, authoritative voice cut through the chaos. “Enough! Everyone, stand

seated in a wheelchair but

surrounded by a group of men dressed in sharp black

was etched with authority, his eyes cutting like blades as he shouted,

like a pack of

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