Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 481

Chapter 481:

Henrik, his face concealed by the mask, paused for a brief moment, giving Khloe a meaningful look before stepping forward. Then, like a bullet fired from a gun, he shot towards Conroy with unrelenting speed. The bodyguards on stage scrambled to stop him, but Henrik passed them effortlessly, like a shadow slipping through their grasp.

By the time Conroy finished his tirade, Henrik was upon him, skillfully twisting the wrist of the hand that dared to point at Khloe. A sharp crack echoed as Conroy’s arm dislocated, forcing a howl of pain from his throat.

Henrik’s left arm moved with surgical precision, his elbow slicing into Conroy’s abdomen with the force of a blade. Henrik seized Conroy by the collar, hoisting him with ease. His right hand locked around Conroy’s throat like a steel clamp, leaving him powerless and groaning faintly in pain.

Henrik’s movements were rapid and calculated, radiating an icy brutality that left the entire hall breathless in stunned disbelief.

Khloe had given the order to take down Conroy. The way Henrik carried out his actions—brutally and decisively—made it clear that both Conroy and Khloe now harbored deep grudges against each other.

Richard, surprised by the scene, stepped

Evans, don’t you think this is a bit too hasty? Conroy is the Mayor, with powerful allies. By openly challenging him, you’re only inviting trouble.” Richard’s brow furrowed, a mix

peace. He tried to have me killed today, and he should have known there would be consequences.

“But the situation has completely spiraled out of control. The hall is full of people from all over. Once this gets out,

he kept forcing me into a corner. If that’s the case, I might as well make it count

moment, Conroy, held tightly by Henrik, was seething with rage. His face turned red, his eyes burning with fury, but his throat was clenched, making it

the chaos around him. He kept his iron grip

her smile dazzling. He continued to glare at her, but when she spoke next, her words struck him like a bolt of lightning. His eyes widened in fear, and for a moment,

a calm, melodic voice, Khloe threatened, “Mr. Dayton, do you think no one notices the scent of M37 on you? Smuggling that substance will get

Khloe with wide, horrified eyes, his entire being shocked to the

assume I have no proof. Every action leaves a mark. Mr. Dayton, you might not be aware, but my skills in hacking are quite sharp. Take the woman

such intimate details, despair filled Conroy’s eyes, and any glimmer of hope he had vanished. He turned to her, a silent plea