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.”

shudder ran through her, her head shaking frantically as she muttered,

lacing her voice betrayed her. Because she knew the truth. The woman in the projection—Fatima Riley—had once worked under her. Fatima had been taking care of Henrik’s mother

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

been dead. So how

eerily calm. “You can

thrill at g αℓ

unsteady as she stared at the projection, paralyzed. Then, Fatima spoke. Her voice, layered with bitterness and quiet sorrow, echoed through the room. “Ms. Dayton, it’s been a long time.

to maintain composure. “Do you really think

said Henrik’s mother should feel honored to contribute to the Dayton family’s genetic research. That with her personality, she would undoubtedly agree. I asked if you had discussed it with her. You assured me you would. But the truth? You never did. She believed Henrik was still too

something to hold on to, she clung to life. Back then, Henrik’s mother’s greatest fear was leaving him

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