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Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 234
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Chapter 234 Chapter 234: The producer, visibly sweating, explained, "Everything was arranged, but the owner broke the contract, refunded the money, and covered the penalty. I can't do anything now." Tess, fuming with anger, stomped her foot. "This is absurd! You should have demanded far more in penalties. Fine, I'll find another location." As Tess prepared to make a call, Khloe interrupted, "There's no need. She's doing this deliberately. Anyone you try to contact, she'll block." Khloe's anger flared as she finished speaking, her eyes locking onto Sloane's smug expression. After the class reunion incident, Khloe had anticipated Sloane would cause more trouble, but she hadn't had tto deal with it. She hadn't expected Sloane to bring the conflict directly to her doorstep.

Khloe took a step forward, her presence so commanding it made the air around her crackle, sending a chill through everyone nearby.

"Sloane, you have three minutes to leave with your crew. Otherwise, don't blme for breaking your legs. I'll make sure you regret this decision." Khloe's voice was ice-cold, steady with an unshakeable resolve, and her eyes burned with a fierce intensity.

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Her perspective had changed; she could no longer afford to be passive. She understood now-dealing with someone like Sloane required more than just patience. It demanded a ruthless edge.

Sloane flinched at the weight of Khloe's presence. Panic gripped her, but she fought to keep her composure in front of the crowd. With forced bravado, she retorted, "How dare you! This isn't your home! I'm not scared of you!" Khloe chuckled icily. "You know very well whether I'm bold enough. Don't forget who I'm engaged to now! Do you really think I'll put up with your provocations indefinitely? You've got three minutes to reconsider." Sloane clenched her teeth, staring into Khloe's unyielding eyes. Her heart pounded, but her stubbornness held firm, and she had already braced herself for this confrontation.

A calculating gleam flashed in Sloane's eyes as she shared a look with someone lurking in the corner, raising her chin in defiance. "Huh, I don't care what you think. This place is mine now. Either leave or step aside and watchwork." Without holding back, Sloane lowered her voice to hurl venomous words. "Khloe, don't get cocky just because you trapped Henrik. You'll always be a criminal, a convict! Once you lose your place as his fiancée, I'll sell you abroad, where you'll have to sleep with different men every day to survive." Her eyes burned with twisted madness as she glared at Khloe with venomous intent.

"Gloria, take care of this," Khloe commanded, her patience finally worn thin.

As soon as she spoke, a woman in simple sportswear stepped out from the dressing room. She appeared unremarkable, yet there was an undeniable strength in her presence.

Gloria Moore, the woman who had taught Lisbeth a hard lesson at the class reunion, had been assigned by Henrik as Khloe's personal bodyguard.

Gloria moved towards Khloe, nodding respectfully at her command. Then, with eyes as intense and unyielding as a wolf's, she fixed Sloane with a cold, unforgiving stare.

As soon as Sloane laid eyes on Gloria, a wave of unease washed over her, but she fought to keep her composure and yelled, "What do you think you're doing? There are too many witnesses here. Do you dare to lay a finger on me?" Gloria dismissed Sloane's warning, moving with lightning speed towards her. Sloane, terrified, tried to back away, but she couldn't escape Gloria. Within seconds, Gloria was on her, twisting her arm with force.

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Sloane screamed in pain, "Ouch! Let go of me!" But Gloria had no intention of releasing her. Instead, she drove her foot into Sloane's knee with force.

A sickening crack rang out as Sloane's leg buckled, her knee om bending unnaturally. She collapsed to the ground in excruciating pain, her face drained of color and cold sweat dripping down her face in sheets.

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