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Chapter 447:

While Eric spoke, Khloe chuckled lightly. Her eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared at Eric.

Her gaze sent a chill down Eric’s spine. Those eyes were so strikingly beautiful. But as he stared into them for too long, they became terrifying.

It was the look of someone in power looking down on small fry.

Eric was confused. How could Khloe, his former fiancée, look at him like that? At this moment, he felt like an invisible hand had slapped him across the face, overwhelmed by shame. His earlier plea for leniency on Sloane’s behalf now felt utterly insignificant, even pitiful. Under Khloe’s gaze, his words were reduced to desperate murmurings, like the pleadings of a beggar. He felt extremely humbled. This feeling made Eric incredibly uncomfortable. He blinked and stepped back, shaking off Sloane’s hand.

“Forget it, Sloane. Since you were in the wrong first, you should follow Khloe’s advice. After all, this is a family matter. I don’t have the right to get involved.”

Sloane was stunned. She never expected Eric to shake off her hand just like that. He even suggested she listen to Khloe and pay the fifty million.noveldrama

The Evans family had offended Henrik, causing their smuggling businesses to be secretly cut off, delivering a devastating blow to their enterprise. The fifty million was an astronomical sum. Sloane couldn’t come up with such an amount.

Sloane pursed her lips tightly, glared at Khloe with eyes burning with defiance and desperation, and snapped, “Khloe, do you really have to be so merciless? You clearly know that the Evans family’s business suffered a huge blow because of you. Even if you don’t like me, my intentions are for your own good. How can you repay my kindness with enmity? And even if you hate me, you can’t deny the fact that the Evans family raised you. Now, you want the family to come up with fifty million. Isn’t that forcing them to sell everything off? Does the Evans family need to go bankrupt before you are satisfied?”

In the face of Sloane’s cunning questioning, Khloe’s eyes remained emotionless. “Have you said enough? If so, it’s my turn, then.”

“To begin with, you say the Evans family is where I was raised and brought up, but let me set the record straight. I don’t owe them a single thing. The patents for the drugs they’ve used, all of them, are mine. Over the years, the profits from those alone have surpassed a billion dollars. That sum could have supported hundreds of people like me. I owe nothing to the Evans family. In fact, it’s important to note that more than half of what the Evans family spends today comes from the patents I developed.”

With serene composure, Khloe gracefully accepted a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, her fingers brushing lightly against the cool glass as she took a delicate sip. “Furthermore, your mother, as nothing more than a mistress, schemed to push my mother out of the picture and take control of her company. From what I know, that company is the only profitable industry left for the Evans family. You live your lavish life, using the profits from my mother’s company, yet you have the audacity to blame me for the Evans family’s downfall. Meanwhile, you and your mother worked together to strip me of my title as the rightful heiress, expelling me from the family entirely. So, let’s be clear—I am no longer a part of the Evans family, and whatever happens to them now is no longer my concern.”

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She took a brief pause, letting her words sink in before continuing. “Of course, you might try to argue that your mother was the mastermind behind all of this and that you had no part in it. But let’s not pretend that you were innocent. Three years ago, you had an affair with Eric. You even sent me intimate photos of you two in bed, forcing me to witness your shameful relationship. You tried to claim it was an accident, that you were drugged and that Eric had no choice but to help you. Yet, you flaunted your so-called love for Eric at every opportunity, even going to the extreme of attempting suicide for his attention, all to ensnare his devotion. This, of course, led to tensions between Eric and me, with him accusing me of being heartless and unfeeling.”

Taking another sip of her champagne, Khloe spoke again, her voice steady. “When I offered to break off my engagement to Eric so that you could have him, you begged me to change my mind. You cried and pleaded, but then, on my wedding day, you had the audacity to spread vile photos of me, claiming I was sleeping around. As a result, Eric shoved me off the wedding stage in front of everyone. If you think you’re innocent, then even a cesspool would be a step up from you!”

After a pause, she added, “You used my research notes to cheat your way into a prestigious university, all while basking in the title of ‘academic genius.’ You paraded your relationship with Eric, making everyone believe you two were a perfect couple. While Jessi, the bully, is hated by everyone, you are a thousand times worse. You are nothing but a leech, feeding off me.”

Khloe carefully laid bare the details of the affair between Sloane and Eric from three years ago, exposing them to the crowd for the first time. These were things Khloe had kept hidden, things she had once seen as embarrassing. But after her time in prison and her time spent with Henrik, Khloe had come to realize that the past she’d once thought of as shameful wasn’t her fault at all.

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