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

couldn’t erase the suffering she had endured all these years, the countless brushes

craved to make them pay—tenfold, a

now would almost feel

last, Khloe lowered the gun, her icy

to the ground, shaking as if they’d been granted a

let out a sigh of relief, though his gaze lingered on Khloe, filled

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gaze. “Just you wait, Sloane…” Her voice cut through the air, chilling as ice. “I’m not done with you just yet.

stepped forward and offered her a handkerchief, which Khloe accepted, wiping her hands as though she had just touched something dirty. Without a backward glance, she turned and walked away, the setting sun casting

leave, only coming back to themselves once

looks, the weight of what had just

Evans family would

she stepped outside, Khloe took a slow, steadying

restlessly inside her

stop beside her. The door swung open, and a tall, poised figure stepped out. The first thing she noticed was the man’s

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