Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 15:

Sloane’s complexion turned ghostly pale, her body swaying as though she was on the verge of passing out.

Meanwhile, Khloe’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction, her smile as radiant as it was ruthless.

“Sloane, do you like the gift I so thoughtfully prepared for you?”

“Sloane! Care to explain these photos?” Eric’s usual charm vanished, replaced by a dark, menacing glare as he seized her arm, his voice sharp with accusation.

When Eric began questioning her, Sloane’s face darkened instantly. Her eyes darted nervously, and a light sheen of sweat formed on her forehead, betraying her growing anxiety.

She couldn’t afford to lose her composure now.

There was no way she’d let Khloe get the better of her.

Sloane bit her lip, her gaze darting frantically. She latched onto Eric’s arm, her grip weak and trembling, her voice breaking as she pleaded.

“Eric, it’s all Khloe’s doing! She’s setting me up! You know how much I love you. How could I ever betray you?” Her tear-filled eyes brimmed with desperation, streaks of tears rolling down her cheeks, painting a picture of utter helplessness.

When Eric hesitated, her sobs grew louder, her whole frame shaking violently as though she were enduring an unbearable injustice.

“Eric, I swear on my life, these are lies. If I’m guilty, let lightning strike me dead right now! Khloe’s just envious of me. She can’t stand seeing me happy, so she’s trying to ruin everything. Don’t let her manipulate you.” Her desperate words finally seemed to sway Eric.

Deep down, he was convinced that Khloe still had feelings for him and was only doing this to spite him, using Sloane as a way to get her revenge.

However, from a vantage point where Eric couldn’t see, Sloane shot Khloe a venomous glare, her eyes blazing with hatred.

“Khloe, even if you’re jealous of me, how could you stoop so low? Wasn’t it enough that you caused my mom to have a miscarriage? Now you’re trying to drag me down too? You’re just as vile as your mother!”

The calm indifference on Khloe’s face vanished, replaced by an icy stare sharp enough to cut through steel.

Without warning, she raised her hand and delivered a hard slap across Sloane’s face. The impact was so strong that Sloane’s head snapped to the side, and her cheek began to swell almost instantly.

Sloane gasped, her voice shrill with disbelief. “You hit me?”noveldrama

Khloe stood tall, her chin lifted in defiance, radiating an aura of untouchable authority. Her voice was icy as she declared, “That slap was to teach you what happens when you speak without thinking.”

For a moment, Sloane stood frozen, stunned. Then, as if on cue, her sobs returned, louder and more dramatic than before. “Eric, you saw it yourself! She’s just envious of me!”

“That’s enough, Khloe! You vindictive woman!” Eric thundered, his voice reverberating like a crack of lightning, making everyone flinch.

He closed the distance between them, each deliberate step radiating fury. “What’s it going to take to make you stop? Don’t you have any shred of dignity left, pulling stunts like this?”

Eric’s outburst hung in the air as his face twisted into a deep scowl. His eyes narrowed at Khloe with a mixture of revulsion and disbelief.

“Stop trying to create conflict between Sloane and me just to get my attention. I’m telling you, we’re done, and there’s no going back. If you keep using these underhanded tactics to frame her, all you’ll do is make me hate you even more. If you have any dignity left, leave us be and walk away. I won’t hold you accountable for ruining the engagement party today—consider it my final favor to you.”

Khloe’s stomach churned as she listened to his words, her nausea rising in waves.

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