Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 561:

At the mention of Anoft, shock flickered across Henrik’s face, and his gaze shifted to the test tube in her hand. His brows drew together, his face hardening.

“I know it. This is a secret biological agent developed by the Dayton family. It enhances physical abilities and brain capacity in a short span of time, creating exceptional operatives.”

Henrik’s expression grew even graver. “It’s illegal. That’s why no public records exist.”

Khloe’s expression was just as severe.

The implications of such an illegal substance were dire. The Dayton family’s penchant for safeguarding their assets made it unthinkable they’d distribute the agent freely. This could only mean the mastermind had ties to the family.

Henrik had reached the same conclusion. A frosty expression appeared on his handsome face. “This agent was part of Sheri’s trials to secure her position as heiress to the Dayton family. She and her team were responsible for its creation.”noveldrama

When Khloe heard this, she realized Sheri was the obvious prime suspect. After all, Sheri’s obsession with Henrik provided both motive and reason to eliminate her.

Khloe cast a sidelong glance at Henrik, her lips tightening in faint annoyance. Under her breath, she muttered, “This is your fault.”

Henrik noticed her reaction, and with a resigned sigh, he closed the distance between them. Wrapping his arms around her, he murmured, “It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t be this good-looking—it just makes people want to fight over me.”

Khloe blinked, utterly speechless.

Was this an apology or self-praise?

Still, she reminded herself that this was the nature of their partnership. Situations like this were to be expected, and she wasn’t one to dwell on such matters.

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Besides, this upcoming banquet held by the Dayton family presented the perfect opportunity to test Sheri’s involvement.

On the day of the banquet, as Khloe stepped onto the Dayton family’s property, all eyes fell on her.

She wore a silver mermaid gown, its sculpted design accentuating her elegant frame.

The sunlight danced across the shimmering fabric, casting radiant glimmers that complemented her every step. Her long legs only heightened the allure, leaving onlookers mesmerized by her commanding presence.

Sheri, tasked with welcoming guests, caught sight of Khloe’s entrance. A flicker of sharp resentment flashed through her eyes before she masked it with a composed, gracious smile.

That bitch! Sheri seethed internally. Khloe wasn’t even family, yet she exuded an air so regal that anyone unaware of the situation might mistake her for the host.

Though bitterness churned inside her, Sheri kept her composure, her face calm and poised as she approached to greet Khloe.

The sight of Khloe’s flawless face sent a sharp stab of jealousy through her, but she quickly buried it under a polite smile. “Khloe, it’s been a while. Welcome to my home.”

Khloe’s expression remained steely. Her discerning gaze cut through Sheri’s facade, and her indifference quickly shifted to disdain. “Sheri, you should be in a police station, not here playing the gracious host.”

A flicker of darkness passed through Sheri’s eyes, but she kept her demeanor calm and her tone light. “I’m afraid I don’t understand. Have I done something to offend you? Surely there’s been some kind of misunderstanding.”

Khloe’s voice hardened, and she delivered her accusation without hesitation. “Misunderstanding? Hardly. I’m referring to your repeated attempts to kill me. At the show, you orchestrated the transportation of wild wolves to that desolate island, hoping they’d tear me apart. You even sent people to kill me. What’s wrong? Are you brave enough to commit such vile acts but too cowardly to admit them?”

Sheri hadn’t expected Khloe’s words to cut so deeply. The way Khloe unflinchingly aired those dark, unsavory accusations left her stunned. The smile on her face vanished, her expression twisting with anger. She glared at Khloe. “Khloe Evans, what proof do you have for what you’re saying? If you have none, I can sue you for libel!”

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