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.

driven her to

brazenly slapped Erma’s face in front

that as good as showing outright disrespect to the President

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

from her mouth and charged at Khloe. A slim dagger emerged from the folds of

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

exclaimed, her

aimed for Khloe’s face, Khloe moved with lightning speed, sidestepping effortlessly to avoid

Khloe’s foot struck Erma’s wrist like a steel

sharp “crack” echoed through the room as Erma’s wrist dislocated, sending the dagger clattering

with pain and terror as her earlier rage melted away. She crumpled to the floor, cradling her dislocated wrist while the dagger

It was absolutely unbelievable!

the blink of an eye, a move that revealed her experience

anyone could even process what was happening, Khloe had effortlessly turned the tables, subduing Erma with nothing but her bare

on the floor, Erma’s groans of pain echoed in the quiet room. Staring at her injured wrist, she couldn’t mask the

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