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.

women kneeling before her, her face an

all

make them pay—tenfold,

them now would almost

Khloe lowered the gun, her icy expression unwavering. “I’ll

shaking as if

his gaze

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using the gun barrel to lift Sloane’s chin, forcing her to meet her gaze. “Just you wait, Sloane…” Her voice cut through the air, chilling as ice. “I’m not done with you just yet. Someday, I’ll make sure you crumble.” With that, she dropped Sloane’s chin with

and walked away, 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 her like the tail of

her leave, only coming back to

of what

Evans family would

stepped outside, Khloe took a slow, steadying

disgust—twisted restlessly inside her

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

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