Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 379

Chapter 379:

Sloane knelt on the floor, gagging uncontrollably, but it was no use. The powder dissolved the moment she swallowed it, making it impossible for her to spit it out.

Sloane looked up, her calm facade cracking, and shouted, “Khloe, what did you make me swallow?”

“This is the so-called proof you say shows I was cheating. Since you think something’s off about it, why don’t you try it for yourself?” Khloe stared at Sloane with a cold, emotionless gaze, making sure to emphasize every word. “Don’t worry; it’s poison. In three minutes, you’ll be dead for sure.”

Khloe’s shocking words sent a ripple of stunned silence through the crowd, as every eye locked on the unfolding drama.

Sloane’s face contorted in panic, her mouth opening and closing in a futile attempt to rid herself of the ingested toxin. Her efforts were useless. “Khloe, you’ve lost your mind! Murdering me will land you in prison, you fool!” Sloane shouted, her voice slicing through the silence with raw fear.

Sylvie shared a look of disbelief,

with concern as she cried out, “Khloe, what on earth are you doing? No grievance justifies killing. You

eyes fixed on Sloane suffering on the floor. Her voice was calm but cutting as she said, “Sloane, this is your own doing. You’ve relentlessly attempted to ruin me, even pushing me to dishonesty. If my downfall is inevitable,

charged after Khloe’s declaration, drawing gasps

momentarily, though the fear remained etched in her eyes. Sitting on the floor, clutching her abdomen,

Sloane. “Why would I fabricate such a story? You’ve orchestrated my imprisonment before, turning my

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shoulder, pressing firmly on a sensitive spot near her scapula. “Does your stomach ache? It’s excruciating, isn’t it? That’s the poison working through

on the floor, yelling desperately, “Khloe, this isn’t right! I was wrong to frame you. Please, I don’t want to die!” Her

Khloe remained stoic, her grip firm, her eyes as cold as ice as she responded, “Pleading for mercy now? It’s far

and tampered with my experiments. You’ve turned

and Sylvie looked on, wanting to step in but held back by fear of

No amount of hatred justifies this action. If she dies, you’ll face grave consequences. Don’t let