Chapter 591:

Just as she was about to disappear from sight, a voice rang out behind her, sharp with surprise. “Naomi!”

Khloe paused, her brow furrowing.

That voice belonged to Sheri. So she had come to the gala as well.

A flicker of cold calculation lit Khloe’s eyes. Pulling out her phone, she quickly searched for the event’s organizer. Her lips curled into a sharp, knowing smile when the answer appeared on her screen.

The Dayton family.

This entire gala was another trap.

By the time Khloe returned to her seat, the charity auction was already underway. The atmosphere was warm and cheerful, filled with laughter and excitement.

scream ripped through the air. The cheerful mood instantly dissolved, replaced by an oppressive tension as the horrifying

spread through the crowd at the charity gala as all eyes turned to the source of the sound. Naomi, sprawled in her seat, had blood streaming from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, her vacant stare locked in

frenzy, scattering in panic, their fearful gazes fixed on

die just

of the Haywood family! How could she die here? Was it suicide

crowd, and as the word “murder” spread, panic surged. People anxiously scanned the

at

seated near the front, turned to the fallen body. Her face turned from calmness to horror at the sight of the dead woman. While the others scrambled to distance themselves, Sheri cleared a path through

narrowed as she watched Sheri handle the body. Something about her actions

way Sheri was now acting seemed

no idea that her

aimed squarely at Khloe. Earlier that day, after Khloe had left the Dayton family

of the Dayton family

had ruined the image she had worked so hard to cultivate, and her

words and painting made

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