GoodNovelChapter 224 Chapter 224: "I bet you weren't even at the wedding, were you? Take a good look at what kind of person you're defending," Lisbeth snapped.
Clinton paused, his eyes lingering on the photos now sprawled before him. He knew the story from that tbut had never seen these photos. Still, he held firm in his belief that Khloe was innocent. But as his gaze swept over the photos laid out before him, his expression soured, revealing a mix of confusion, doubt, and frustration.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe others around the table were equally stunned, their faces twisted in disdain and disgust as they looked at the photos. The room beceerily quiet, with everyone unsure of how to react.
Then, a clear, confident laugh rang through the air, breaking the tense silence. "I never thought anyone would hold on to these photos for three years." All eyes turned to the doorway, where Khloe stood, her posture straight and her gaze sharp, cutting through the room.
She stepped into the room, moving with grace as she slowly bent down to collect the photos. Her every motion was deliberate, exuding a quiet strength that seemed to freeze the air around her.
As Khloe examined the photos, she looked up with a small, knowing smile. “Lisbeth, I hear you're now a divorce lawyer. What would your clients and firm think if they knew you were using these edited photos to slander people? Would they still trust you to represent them?" Lisbeth's face drained of color at the sharp remark.
For a moment, Lisbeth stood frozen, caught off guard by Khloe's words. But quickly, her expression twisted back into one of malicious defiance.
"You think you can intimidate me? Tell me, which of these accusations are false? These photos can't be faked. Remember how they made a scene at your wedding? Do you really expectto believe you didn't do those things? You're a disgrace—fresh out of prison and still running after men. If the people who know the truth heard what I had to say, they'd be thrilled." "Enough, Lisbeth Finch! Don't push me, or I'll make you regret it!" Clinton's fists tightened, his voice sharp with rage.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgalhas your next chapter "So you'll hitfor her, huh?" Lisbeth's eyes gleamed with a wild light, as if she didn't care about the consequences. "And you claim there's nothing between you two? You're ready to defend Khloe, but it's a shame, really. You've done so much for her, and yet she still holds on to her sugar daddies. Who knows how many men she's been involved with?" Clinton's anger flared, and he raised his hand, ready to lash out. Realizing things were about to escalate, several people stepped in to hold him back.
"Clinton, take a breath!" Several men clung to him, terrified he might actually go through with it.
Clinton's eyes blazed with fury as he fought against their hold. "Lisbeth, if you keep running your mouth, I swear I won't let you get away with it." Lisbeth, however, showed no sign of fear, her arrogance only growing. "What's the matter? Did I hit a nerve? Clinton, you're a fool, being toyed with by Khloe. She's a woman with loose morals, and you're still out here defending her." Khloe observed the scene unraveling, her eyes growing icy. Without a word, she stepped up and delivered a sharp slap to Lisbeth's face.
The slap echoed through the room, sharp and clear, silencing, everyone in e an instant.
Lisbeth froze, her hand flying to her cheek in shock. The sharp stingland the swelling on her face made it clear-Khloe had just slapped her.
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