Chapter 307


Chapter 307:

“Yes, I ordered it. What are you going to do about it? I’m the heiress of the Ruiz family. The President is my uncle. If you lay a hand on me, you’ll regret it…”

Before Erma could finish her words, Khloe, uninterested in hearing more, marched forward and slapped her across the face three times in rapid succession.

The sheer strength behind those three slaps was undeniable. One blow even dislodged a tooth from Erma’s mouth, leaving her tasting blood.

With each unrelenting slap Khloe delivered, the entire banquet hall was plunged into an uneasy silence. All eyes in the room turned to Khloe, their expressions filled with shock and incredulity.

Did she not hear? Didn’t she hear Erma mention that she was the President’s niece?

The audience was caught between astonishment and confusion.

What could have driven her to defy someone

had brazenly slapped Erma’s face in

as good as showing outright disrespect to the President

was consumed with rage—not just from the pain but from the public humiliation Khloe had inflicted

charged at Khloe. A slim dagger emerged from the folds of her gown, slicing towards

be bold enough to draw a dagger and attack Khloe in such a setting. Chaos erupted as people in the banquet hall

it. She’s finished!” Baylee exclaimed,

as Erma’s dagger aimed for Khloe’s face, Khloe moved with

a swift and graceful high kick, Khloe’s foot struck Erma’s wrist like a steel bar, her purple

as Erma’s wrist dislocated, sending the dagger clattering to the

her face twisting with pain and terror as her earlier rage melted away. She crumpled to the floor, cradling her dislocated

It was absolutely unbelievable!

sudden attack on Khloe had happened in the blink of an eye, a move that revealed her experience with such ruthless

the tables, subduing Erma with nothing but her bare hands. Her combat

at her injured wrist, she couldn’t mask the disbelief in her eyes. And

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