Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 21

Chapter 21:

“I’ll give you three seconds,” Khloe said, turning back to face the two trembling women. “Three. Two…”

Lorraine and Sloane, realizing Khloe wasn’t bluffing, broke down completely. They dropped to their knees with a desperate thud, their pleas pouring out in shattered sobs. “Khloe, we were wrong! We won’t do it again!” Lorraine cried, bowing so low that her forehead smacked the ground, turning red from the impact.

“It’s all my fault,” Sloane added, her voice cracked and pleading. “I’m the one to blame. Just forgive me!”

At this point, they had completely lost face, and there was no point in trying to salvage their reputations.

Still, Khloe didn’t budge. She kept the gun leveled, her fingers steady, her intent as cold as her stare.

A hush fell over the crowd, and a tension so thick filled the air that it suffocated those present.

at the two women kneeling before her, her face

endured all these years, the countless brushes with death she’d

craved to make

now would almost

the gun, her icy expression unwavering. “I’ll spare your lives. For

and Sloane sank to the ground, shaking as if they’d been

out a sigh of relief, though his

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chilling as ice. “I’m

the setting sun casting a halo around her silhouette. She walked with poise, her back upright and chin held high. Even her pristine gown trailed behind

watched her leave, only coming back to themselves once she was out

weight of what

family would face a

she stepped outside, Khloe

of emotions—anger, grievance, and disgust—twisted restlessly

then, a sleek Rolls-Royce glided to a stop beside her. The door swung open, and a tall, poised figure stepped out. The first thing she noticed was the man’s perfectly sculpted