Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 212

Chapter 212:

Layla, burning with fury, felt her face flush deep red. “Great-uncle! This woman slapped me, and now you’re rewarding her with shares?”

Before she could finish her sentence, Morris struck a sharp slap across her cheek.

“How dare you act so shamelessly!” Morris’ eyes burned with fury. “You still don’t see the gravity of your actions. Khloe’s painting is the real deal, and you had the audacity to call it a fake and insult her! She’s Henrik’s fiancée. You’re disrespectful, and I’m actually being too lenient by just slapping you for it!”

Morris showed no mercy. The slap was hard, sending Layla stumbling backward. She held her cheek, tears streaming down her face in shock and humiliation. “Why should I respect her? You’ve watched me grow up. Aren’t I more important to you than someone like her? What if I said a few harsh words? Great-uncle, you hit me for her? This is unacceptable!”

family. I won’t tolerate your behavior in my home.” Morris’ voice cut through the room like a blade, his eagle-sharp

anger. His voice carried the authority of a lion’s roar, leaving no

intimidating gaze, she didn’t dare argue. She threw Khloe a venomous glare, covered her face, and ran away,

had been sure that Layla’s painting and status would be enough to crush Khloe, but she

she

hidden from both Henrik and Khloe. As soon as Layla left the estate and climbed into her car, she dialed a number. When the call connected, she began venting, “Sheri! I made a

everything. You know me—I have my ways. I’ll make sure you

place

“Thank you, Layla. As a token of my gratitude, I’ll give you my exclusive vineyard in Bordeaux. I’ll be back soon, and when I return, I’ll

lowered her phone with a calm smile. Dressed in a white lab coat and silver-rimmed glasses, she looked like something straight out of a sci-fi graphic novel—striking and unforgettable. People

a fleeting shadow crossing her calm features. “Khloe… To win over Morris so easily, you’re definitely no ordinary person. Looks like it’s time for

damn about Layla leaving the house. He told Hurst to begin the meal. The table was overflowing with a variety of dishes, most of which were Khloe’s favorites. Khloe gave Henrik a glance, and he caught her eye, raising