Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 148

Chapter 148:

Khloe’s lashes fluttered slightly as she smiled and responded, “But you’re here now, aren’t you?”

As Henrik’s and Khloe’s eyes met, the world around them seemed to fade away. This was how they communicated—a silent connection, an unspoken understanding that needed no words.

A faint smile curled Henrik’s lips as he pulled Khloe into his arms, his voice low and resonant. “Let’s go home.”

With the bodyguards forming a protective shield around them, Khloe rested her hand lightly on the umbrella’s handle, walking in step with him towards the luxury car.

Outside the protective circle, curious students craned their necks, standing on tiptoe in an attempt to see more clearly. All they could make out was the faint outline of Khloe being guided into a car by a shadowy figure holding a black umbrella. Though only the lower half of the man’s face was visible, his air of nobility and undeniable authority radiated, filling the air with an overpowering presence.

crowd fell into a hushed silence, too intimidated to utter a word. Only after Khloe and Henrik entered the car did murmurs begin to ripple through the gathering. Some of the chatter came from

guy with Khloe? Wasn’t she

of the loop. Word is she’s

billion-dollar necklace, a gift from some high-roller. And that guy today? No ordinary Joe. He’s probably the one footing the bill. You know that car he’s driving? It’s a Phantom Kates—worth over a hundred million. Only three exist

wealth, the thought of sitting in a car worth more than

luxury. Seated inside the car, she was enveloped in a serene stillness that shut out

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the earlier scuffle. “Why not just kill them all?” His voice was calm, as if he were merely commenting on

emotions. She was well aware of Henrik’s reputation for ruthless efficiency. While he treated her with an easy warmth, moments like these revealed a cruelty that surpassed normal bounds, a stark reminder of his position as a fearsome underworld figure who controlled the fates of many. She couldn’t help but wonder if her own fate lay within

Henrik’s words eased the lingering anger from the acid attack, drawing a quiet laugh from her

Sloane’s doing—a petty nuisance. There’s no need for you to

“Handle things

day’s events had revealed her lapse in preparation. Sloane’s plotting lacked the finesse of Lorraine’s, and after her pristine image had been destroyed, Sloane couldn’t

Khloe replied, her tone