BookToReadChapter 407
Chapter 407:
“Shut up! How dare you talk during work hours?” the head of the PR team snapped, his face showing irritation.
Khloe had completely turned the tables, proving him wrong in front of Tess. His earlier accusations of her being
reckless and impulsive seemed ridiculous now. He couldn't hide his bitterness towards her; if she hadn't caused
such a stir at school, he wouldn't have embarrassed himself in front of Tess.
While he scolded his team, Tess appeared from the CEO's office, her voice icy as she said, “You're fired. My
company doesn’t need an incompetent leader like you.”
At the stime, Clinton was watching the live stream, captivated by Khloe’s commanding presence.
It felt as though he was witnessing the vibrant Khloe from three years ago. Those three years in prison hadn't
dulled her brilliance; on the contrary, Khloe had beceven more captivating.
Why hadn’t he been the one to meet her first?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEric and Henrik were no match for Khloe; only he could truly appreciate and value her.
At that moment, something in Clinton changed. His once soft gaze hardened, filled with ambition, and an
unsettling chill radiated from him. He was resolute in his pursuit of Khloe, determined to win her heart and make
her his wife.
Clinton glanced at his phone, his eyes narrowing with determination and coldness. He dialed a number and
spoke firmly to the person on the other end. “I'll support your plan against Henrik, but there's one condition:
Khloe must remain unharmed.”
At Zhecrora University, following Khloe’s bold challenge to the elite class, most students avoided her, except for
Barth, who still greeted her warmly. Khloe paid little mind to her classmates’ reactions. She used the university's
lab, created the scar-removing ointment, and then headed home.
As she stepped inside, the house was silent, and Henrik was nowhere to be found.
Khloe was taken aback; she had specifically asked him to wait for her at home.
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She placed the ointment on the table and was about to head to the study when something caught her attention.
She froze, her eyes narrowing as she noticed a closed door in the hallway.
From behind it ca strong, unmistakable scent of blood.
A wave of unease swept over Khloe as she approached the door, each step measured with caution. The sharp,
metallic tang of blood filled the air, intensifying with every step and threatening to choke her.
Summoning her courage, she took a deep breath and flung the door open, only to be left speechless by the
shocking sight that greeted her.
Thirty minutes earlier, the door had opened as a young man, his head covered with a black hood, was forcefully
hauled into the room.
Once the hood was yanked off, the man glanced around frantically, his eyes landing on two lines of stern-faced
bodyguards in black, flanking a commanding figure seated like royalty—handsand authoritative.
It was none other than Henrik.
Trembling, the man glanced up, initially frozen by Henrik’s sharp, almost otherworldly looks. Relief crept onto his
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmface, and he began yelling, “Do you even know who | am? | work for Mr. Henrik Watson! If you're smart, you'll
release me, or you'll regret it!”
Unfazed by the man’s outburst, Alan began, “Mr. Watson, this is Cristian Montgomery. He's 23, unemployed, and
often extorts money from locals for the Shark Gang. We've confirmed he was hired to target Miss Evans, but he
hasn't revealed who ordered the hit.”
Cristian’s entire body began to shake as realization dawned on him. His disbelief morphed into pure fear. “You're
Henrik Watson!”
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