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.

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 well-off families, the

Wasn’t she

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

those born into wealth, the thought of sitting in a car worth more than a hundred million

to such luxury. Seated inside the car, she was enveloped in a serene stillness that shut out the world beyond. An icy

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picked up a warm towel and cleaned her fingers, which bore traces of the earlier scuffle. “Why not just kill them all?” His voice was calm, as if he were merely

chest thawing as she turned to Henrik, her eyes reflecting a swirl of 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.

eased the lingering anger from the

is all Sloane’s doing—a petty nuisance. There’s no

her hand in his, enveloping it in his strong grip. “Handle things however you see fit, but

a subtle chill ran through her. The day’s events had revealed her lapse in preparation. Sloane’s plotting lacked the finesse of Lorraine’s, and after her pristine image had

replied, her tone