Chapter 408


Chapter 408:

Never in his wildest dreams did he think the man he had been boasting about as his supposed backer would be right before him. His thoughts scattered until Henrik’s piercing, ice-cold gaze pulled him back. Dropping to his knees, Cristian apologized frantically, “Mr. Watson, I didn’t know. I made a mistake. Please, have mercy!”

Henrik’s voice was measured, yet each word carried a razor-sharp edge. “Who told you to target Khloe? Admit it now, and I’ll leave your body in one piece.”

Cristian felt his strength drain away under Henrik’s suffocating presence. But the warning from his employer rang in his ears—confess, and he’d be dead. If he played it off as an accident, Henrik, with his strict sense of justice, might simply rough him up instead.

Balancing his options, Cristian chose to feign innocence, his voice breaking with sobs. “Mr. Watson, it wasn’t intentional! I’d been drinking with the driver, and he owed me…”

Money. He lashed out to blow off steam—I had no idea it’d hurt your woman! I swear, I’m not guilty.”

“Not guilty?” Henrik murmured, a dark chuckle echoing through the dim room. A sinister gleam flickered in his eyes as his lips curled into a menacing smile. He raised a delicate, curved knife, spinning it lightly between his fingers.

as Cristian’s face twisted into a pleading grimace, Henrik

Cristian’s eyeball ruptured, his scream piercing the

remained untouched, with only a faint smear of blood

rest of the room stood unflinching, their hardened expressions betraying their familiarity with Henrik’s ruthless ways. The air

man writhing beneath him. “Alan, handle it yourself. Use your blade, and make sure he

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was so terrified by the horrific command that he wished he could disappear into thin air. Despite the searing pain in

merciless scene. He wouldn’t feel even a shred of relief until the blood

the cost, he would never let anyone harm or take Khloe from his

opened the door. The scene that greeted her froze

it was unrecognizable. A pool of dark, viscous blood spread at his feet. His black suit merged with the suffocating shadows

of a demon straight

darted upward, shock flickering in his eyes as he spotted Khloe standing in the doorway. “Khloe, what

servants away, hoping for a quiet evening alone with Khloe. That must

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