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.

her, eyes cold and commanding, her gaze heavy with an unspoken superiority. “Did you really believe someone

fear, squirmed frantically, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t escape Khloe’s

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

out a derisive chuckle. “Lorraine,

wavered, her voice cracking under the pressure. “Khloe, I’m

her face devoid of fear.

stepped back in alarm; the tension in the banquet hall was so thick it was almost suffocating. Eric,

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her! End this wretched woman!” Sloane shrieked from the

pushed her foot down with more force,

jaw clenched, her finger inching closer to

tension reached its peak, a deep, authoritative voice cut

seated

man sat regally in a wheelchair, surrounded by a group of men

his eyes cutting like blades as he

fanning out like a pack of fierce lions, their

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