As the blade came dangerously close, Khloe moved with fluid grace, sidestepping the attack with ease and poise.
During her time in prison, she had endured “special treatment” from Sloane’s schemes, surviving among hardened criminals far more dangerous than Sloane could ever hope to be.
Now, it was Sloane’s turn to face the consequences of her actions, Khloe thought with icy resolve.
With lightning-fast reflexes, her hand shot out, gripping Sloane’s wrist and twisting it sharply. Sloane let out a shriek of pain as the knife fell from her grasp.
Without missing a beat, Khloe placed her left hand on Sloane’s shoulder, then swept her right leg out in one fluid motion, knocking Sloane off balance.
Before Sloane could process what was happening, she was on the ground with a heavy thud.
Khloe moved with precision, her foot coming down on Sloane’s head, pinning her to the ground as though she were nothing more than a squirming pest.
Khloe stood over her, eyes cold and commanding, her gaze heavy with an unspoken superiority. “Did you really believe someone like you could lay a finger on me?”
Sloane, overwhelmed by humiliation and fear, squirmed frantically, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t escape Khloe’s unyielding grip.
Just then, Lorraine’s composure shattered. Her face twisted with fury as she fished a gun out of her bag, pointing it at Khloe. “Release Sloane, or I swear I’ll shoot you!”
Khloe didn’t so much as flinch. Instead, she let out a derisive chuckle. “Lorraine, do you honestly think you can intimidate me with that toy?”
Lorraine’s grip wavered, her voice cracking under the pressure. “Khloe, I’m warning you! Don’t test me!”
Khloe locked eyes with Lorraine, her face devoid of fear. “Do it. Pull the trigger.”
The guests stepped back in alarm; the tension in the banquet hall was so thick it was almost suffocating. Eric, completely blindsided by the abrupt chaos, stood frozen, his mind racing as he struggled to make sense of the situation.
“Mom, what are you waiting for? Shoot her! End this wretched woman!” Sloane shrieked from the ground.
“Shut your mouth already.” Khloe pushed her foot down with more force, silencing Sloane’s wails with brutal efficiency.
Lorraine’s jaw clenched, her finger inching closer to pulling the trigger.
As the tension reached its peak, a deep, authoritative voice cut through the chaos. “Enough! Everyone, stand down!”
All heads turned as an imposing elder entered, seated in a wheelchair but radiating a commanding presence.
The elderly man sat regally in a wheelchair, surrounded by a group of men dressed in sharp black suits.
His face was etched with authority, his eyes cutting like blades as he shouted, “Stop this madness!”
His men moved swiftly, fanning out like a pack of fierce lions, their guns pointed at Lorraine.
Lorraine froze for a moment before her shock twisted into fury. “Who do you think you are? How dare you storm into my house? I am the mistress of the Evans family!” Turning on Khloe, she hissed through gritted teeth, “So this is your game? Stirring up trouble under the wing of some doddering sugar daddy? You’ve sunk to new lows. Clinging to some rich old man like a leech. How pathetic!”
Khloe stood tall, her composure unshaken, her gaze cold and unyielding. She regarded Lorraine with quiet contempt, as though the woman was nothing more than a pitiful spectacle. “Mr. Russell, if you would,” she said, her tone cutting and devoid of warmth.
Lorraine’s face darkened with rage. “Don’t fool yourself into thinking that cozying up to this dubious old man changes anything. I’ll end you right here and now!” Her finger squeezed the trigger, the gun roaring to life. It seemed certain that Khloe would be hit, her blood staining the banquet floor.
Khloe didn’t flinch, her expression as calm as a still lake, not even bothering to dodge.
Karl’s man was quicker, a shot ringing out with practiced precision.
A sharp crack echoed as a bullet struck Lorraine’s wrist, eliciting a pained shriek.
The impact sent her hand jerking upward, her shot going wild and missing Khloe.
Blood streamed from the wound, staining her outfit as her complexion turned ghostly pale.
Lorraine’s eyes widened in shock as she stared at Khloe. “Bitch! You’ve gone too far this time! Guards! Take her and that decrepit fool down!”
At her command, the Evans family’s security moved in, encircling Khloe and Karl’s men. Guns were drawn on both sides, the venue crackling with tension.
The air was electric with hostility, and the guests retreated in a flurry of panicked whispers and fearful glances. At that moment, Joshua rushed over, his face slick with sweat.
His suit was rumpled as he rushed forward, waving his hands frantically. “Wait! This is all a huge misunderstanding! Nobody shoot!”
Joshua pushed his way through the crowd, and as soon as Lorraine spotted him, her face lit up. She hurried toward him, clutching her wrist dramatically, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Joshua, look at what Khloe’s done! She’s brought these thugs to destroy us!”
Joshua’s expression darkened, and before Lorraine could finish her plea, his hand came down hard across her face. “You deranged fool! Do you even realize who you’re insulting? That’s Karl Russell! Do you want to bring ruin upon the Evans family with your stupidity?”
Karl Russell?
Lorraine froze, her face a mask of utter disbelief.
Wasn’t this the very man the Evans family had bent over backward to impress?
The crowd was equally shocked.
Karl Russell, the infamous kingpin of the city’s underworld, ruled over an extensive black-market arms empire. His very presence was enough to send shockwaves through the city’s criminal circles.
How could a man of his stature be tied to someone like Khloe, a former convict? And not just tied, but openly defending her? The crowd turned to Khloe, their curiosity and disbelief palpable.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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