Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 204

Chapter 204:

Layla’s teeth sank into her lip, a brief flash of resentment gleaming in her eyes. But just as quickly, she masked it with an expression of feigned regret. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I was just so thrilled to see you that I completely forgot to greet her. I hope you don’t mind, Miss Evans.”

She turned her apologetic gaze towards Khloe, silently warning her to let the moment pass and grant her an escape from this uncomfortable situation.

To Khloe, it was a golden opportunity. She had been looking for a way to subtly flaunt her connection with Henrik, and now the moment had presented itself on a silver platter.

Without hesitation, she said plainly, “I do mind.”

The stark simplicity of Khloe’s words sent a chill through the air. Layla’s eyes widened in shock, clearly unprepared for such boldness. Her lips quivered, as though she wanted to respond, but Khloe’s piercing gaze left her utterly speechless.

Henrik observed the exchange, the faintest hint of a smile curling his lips.

about to disappoint her. He was all in on supporting her. Henrik’s

defense of Khloe. Back when she was with him, she’d always

other hand, seethed with envy. How could Khloe be so lucky? First, Khloe had Eric, and now she had Henrik—a man of immense power

powerful, commanding presence that Sloane had always dreamed of being

nails digging painfully into her palms. She was humiliated, the sting of her public reprimand hitting her like a slap in the face. Yet, under Henrik’s unrelenting gaze, she had no choice but to choke back her fury. With a forced bow, she muttered, “I’m

her lips as she turned to Henrik. “Shall we go,

hair before taking her hand. Without sparing Layla another glance,

next journey starts

strolled on, Khloe couldn’t hide her grin. “How did

with a faint smirk. “But you’re not quite there

paused mid-step, glancing up at him. “You

more opportunities to support you.” Henrik’s words were simple, yet they ignited a firestorm of thoughts in Khloe’s mind. It became clear to her that her earlier attempt to cause a stir

briefly flicked to the trio behind them; she was already plotting a public display of affection. They were the perfect

trailing behind, had no clue about the couple’s intentions. Their faces were painted with a complex

caught between her teeth, spoke hesitantly. “I didn’t