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Chapter 565:

“Silence! I am the head of this family. None of you have the right to challenge my decisions!” Whitney’s icy command cut through the room, her gaze sharp and unyielding.

The other members froze, their voices stilled in an instant.

Sheri caught the flicker of dissatisfaction in her mother’s eyes, her own hatred for Khloe deepening. Khloe’s presence had thrown everything into disarray.

Yet Sheri knew her mother’s ways—once Whitney made a decision, it was final. Resentment boiled within her, but she swallowed it down.

“Khloe, as the head of the Dayton family, I present this meteorite necklace to you,” Whitney spoke, her eyes radiating genuine sincerity as she looked at her.

Khloe found herself just as stunned. Whitney’s demeanor today was strikingly different from before. Could Henrik’s influence be the reason?

“Thank you,” Khloe gave a brief reply as she accepted the necklace. Possessing this heirloom would greatly simplify navigating the family dynamics—whether it involved testing Sheri or dealing with other members.

Sheri’s gaze darkened as she watched Khloe take the necklace, but she quickly masked her emotions. She had other plans to topple Khloe. “Everyone, please take your seat,” Whitney commanded, and the family moved to their places.

Sheri was about to secure the seat beside her mother. The seats on either side of Whitney were reserved for her closest family. With Henrik certain to take the seat on her left, Sheri set her sights on the one to her right. If she couldn’t harm Khloe right now, she’d at least ensure her discomfort.noveldrama

Just as she was about to sit, Whitney’s voice rang out. “Sheri, take the second seat. Khloe, sit next to me.”

Khloe arched an eyebrow, mildly surprised. However, with Whitney already offering her the necklace—a clear symbol of acceptance—she saw no reason to contest the seating arrangement.

Sheri’s face stiffened, but Khloe’s lips curled into a knowing smile as she gracefully took her place of honor beside Whitney.

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The meal began. The Dayton family’s dining etiquette was famously complex, demanding precision in every gesture. Yet Khloe moved through the rituals with effortless elegance, as if she had mastered them long ago. The family watched in stunned silence, their initial hostility softening.

Some abandoned their plans to undermine her altogether. But Sheri’s fury only simmered hotter beneath her calm exterior. After the meal, Whitney stood and addressed the group. “You’re all dismissed.”

“Yes,” the family replied in unison.

As Khloe rose to leave, Sheri intercepted her.

With a composed and graceful smile, Sheri said, “Khloe, would you care to join us in the garden for my cousin’s birthday celebration?” At first glance, Sheri’s invitation seemed like a simple gesture to celebrate a birthday. However, when Khloe glanced around, she realized all the men had already left, leaving behind only the young women.

They surrounded her, their words laced with feigned enthusiasm about celebrating the birthday. Yet Khloe’s sharp eyes caught the mockery and scorn hiding behind their polished facades.

It was obvious this birthday celebration was far from a simple celebration—it felt more like a carefully laid trap.

Trailing Whitney out of the dining room, Henrik paused and glanced back. Khloe stood in the center, surrounded by others. His brow tightened, and he began to turn, intent on going back for her.

“Henrik, I need to talk to you,” Whitney said, catching his wrist. Her eyes were calm.

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