Chapter 677:

Two months ago, in the lab, Khloe had laid the trap. Whitney, oblivious at the time, had stepped right into it. That mistake wouldn’t happen again. She refused to be manipulated a second time. Nor would she ever admit to what she had done.

Khloe saw through her defenses instantly. A small, knowing chuckle escaped her lips before her expression hardened, her eyes cold and sharp. “I’m not bluffing. I have proof.”

Then she pulled out her phone, activating the projection mode in the visiting room. An image flickered onto the screen. An elderly woman appeared, her face etched with time.

The moment Whitney’s eyes landed on her, she stiffened. The confidence drained from her face, replaced by sheer panic. Her breath caught, and before she could stop herself, she shot to her feet.

“No. That’s impossible! This has to be fake.”

head shaking frantically as she muttered,

betrayed her. Because she knew the truth. The woman in the projection—Fatima

injected her with gene-collapsing viruses, watched as the life drained from her, then had

been dead. So how was she standing

voice remained eerily calm. “You can decide for yourself

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unsteady as she stared at the projection, paralyzed. Then, Fatima spoke. Her voice, layered with bitterness and quiet sorrow, echoed through the

herself to maintain composure. “Do you

I asked if you had discussed it with her. You assured me you would. But the truth? You never did.

to hold on to, she clung to life. Back then, Henrik’s mother’s greatest fear was leaving him alone in the world. She just needed more time. But Whitney had

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