Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 198

Chapter 198:

Joshua’s entire frame trembled at her declaration. He understood the Evans family was about to face dire consequences. Khloe wasn’t just Henrik’s fiancée; she was also a distinguished honor student at Zhecrora University, destined for great things.

He raised his head, his eyes glistening with desperation. “Khloe, I know I messed up. But can you find it in your heart to give the Evans family another chance? For the sake of what we once had?”

Khloe let out a cold laugh, her gaze sharp and unforgiving. “For the sake of what we once had? All I got from you was pain. And now you’re here, pleading? Don’t you think it’s far too late for that?”

Sloane cut in, “Khloe, we know we’ve made mistakes. Please, I beg you, spare the Evans family.” Her tone was laced with a faint sob, hoping to sway her.

Khloe’s expression didn’t falter. Turning to Henrik, she said firmly, “Henrik, let’s leave.”

Henrik gave a slight nod, and the two of them walked out, leaving Joshua and Sloane kneeling on the cold floor, under the disapproving and apathetic stares of the crowd.

for Khloe’s hand. Her hand

with the Evans family, despite viewing them as enemies, left Khloe feeling uneasy. Henrik recognized that feeling—he had experienced something similar

heart, bringing her a sudden sense

you,” she said with heartfelt

but also for the kindness in his words that touched her deeply. Their gazes lingered, the moment charged with

an ill-timed phone call cut

just for

the caller ID, his brow furrowing just a little. He didn’t decline the call, though. Instead, he picked up, and a lively, elderly voice greeted him. “I heard you defended your fiancée today. Sounds like it caused quite a

calm as he responded, “Let me guess—you want to reprimand me

hurry up and bring your

man who held the Watson family together, the one who built their

and confusion. She had already found it strange earlier. The way Harold spoke to Henrik didn’t feel like how one would address some distant relative of

was Henrik’s status in the Watson

wasn’t that he wanted to go,

Henrik leaned closer, his voice low and gentle. “Do you want to go?