Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 220

Chapter 220:

The need to build a biological laboratory pressed on her mind like never before. Until now, she hadn’t connected Laura’s illness to genetic collapse, but now she was determined to master human genetics and find a cure.

Swallowing her emotions, Khloe shifted the conversation to lighter topics, keeping Laura company until exhaustion claimed her, and she drifted into sleep.

Every passing day, Laura’s life seemed to slip further from her grasp.

Khloe left the hospital, her face etched with quiet but unmistakable anguish.

Back at Henrik’s mansion, Khloe was halfway to the stairs when Henrik caught her hand, stopping her in her tracks.

Startled, she looked up into Henrik’s eyes. His voice was steady, laced with concern. “Khloe, what’s on your mind? If something’s troubling you, tell me. Let me help.”

she forced a smile. “It’s nothing, Henrik. Just give me a little

clouded, shadows of frustration and something deeper flickering in his eyes. “I want to help, Khloe. When will you

Henrik, his eyes as clear and unblemished as the night sky, leaving her utterly

child, Khloe had learned to shoulder her burdens alone, without leaning on

trust with her heart—not without hesitation. She was wary of owing him more than she

Khloe’s silence stretched on, a flicker of disappointment crossed Henrik’s eyes. He quickly masked it, his

and rested his hand against Khloe’s forehead. “Khloe, I know you’re strong.

brushed against Khloe’s temple, radiating a soothing warmth. His deep, calming voice had an almost magnetic pull, like an unseen force drawing her

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eyes burned with fierce determination, leaving no room for

unease crept into Khloe’s expression, her

in smoothly, leaving no room for protest. He wasn’t seeking her

a sigh of helplessness, Khloe turned and

the bed, wrapping herself in a cozy blanket that made her feel safe. Her mind kept drifting back to Henrik’s captivating gaze from earlier. It was as if she were about to walk into a trap, but this one didn’t feel dangerous—it