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Chapter 437

Chapter 437:

The moment Khloe spoke, an icy wave seemed to sweep through the room, sending shivers down everyone’s spine.

Conroy’s status as the Mayor was well-known, and his presence commanded authority. Yet here was Khloe, brazenly challenging and embarrassing him in front of everyone.

His face flushed with fury as he fixed Khloe with a fiery glare. “How dare you accuse me of such baseless nonsense? I’m the Mayor, responsible for ensuring order at this event, and here you are spreading wild accusations! Such insolence!”

His thunderous voice cut through the chaos, instantly silencing the bustling crowd. All eyes turned to Conroy, their expressions a blend of fear and unease, each person wary of being dragged into the unfolding drama.

the crowd cowered under Conroy’s imposing presence, Khloe stood her ground, completely unshaken. “Mr. Dayton, you pride yourself on justice and fairness, don’t you? Shouldn’t you take the time to understand the full story

looked taken aback, momentarily lost for

is her!” Khloe pointed at the woman who had attacked her earlier. “She’s the one who crossed the line—publicly defaming and insulting my colleague, even going so far as to try and have her removed! The surveillance cameras in this hall captured every moment; the proof is irrefutable. And yet, here you are, defending someone guilty of slander and personal attacks. Is this your idea

everyone present. She wasn’t just addressing

visibly pulsed on his temple. His lips quivered, as if struggling to form a rebuttal, yet no words came. Khloe’s argument left him without an escape. Watching the scene, Sloane

determination. In a disapproving tone, she addressed Khloe. “Khloe, that’s enough! Apologize to the Mayor already! I know how

lady wanted your colleague removed. No one picks a fight with a stranger for

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salvage the situation. Turning to Conroy, she said, “Mr. Dayton, I’m Jessi Hammond, the pharmaceutical manager at Oceansky Biomedical Company. I wasn’t trying to stir up trouble; this is about Charlotte Branson. Back in our school days, she was a notorious bully and even a thief, driving

Jessi’s words sunk in, the crowd seemed to piece everything together, their

you hear that? Are you manipulating my sister now? This mess is all because of you, yet my sister is the one bearing the brunt while you hide behind her. Quite the cunning little plan,

by Sloane’s accusations. Her hands trembled, and her wide, panicked eyes darted around as she stammered, “It wasn’t me.