LittleNovelChapter 586: "I won't!" Naomi screamed.
She knew Sheri would never humiliate herself by taking her place, but the idea of doing it herself was equally unthinkable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNaomi's eyes went wild with fury as she cried, "Khloe, do you really have to driveto my death?" Khloe's response was as cold as ice. "A bet is a bet." Hearing this, Naomi scowled with rage. Her eyes burned red, brimming with anger, humiliation, and bitter resentment. She fixed Khloe with a venomous glare, her teeth clenched as she hissed, "Fine! Then don't blme!" Before anyone could grasp the meaning of those words, Naomi lunged at Khloe. "Go to hell, Khloe!" If Khloe died, Naomi thought, she wouldn't have to face this humiliation.
And damn the consequences of offending Henrik! Now, Naomi was clutching a fruit knife—the one used to cut the cake—and she thrust it toward Khloe's chest with all the malice she could muster.
Khloe didn't flinch. Instead, a flicker of mockery danced in her eyes.
Naomi was really dumb.
Just as Khloe made to defend herself, someone darted between them, accompanied by a panicked shout. "Be careful!" It was Eric. He shielded Khloe with his own body, the blade sinking into his flesh with a sickening sound.
As he collapsed, his trembling voice barely rose above a whisper. “Khloe, I finally protected you once." Khloe's expression remained stoic, her eyes falling on Eric as though he were an idiot. Why was he here? At€şt ¢нåρtεś ¡n gAluovεlšKhloe's eyes turned to Sheri, who avoided her gaze, her body stiff with unease. It all made sense. Sheri must have called Eric, setting up this theatrical and desperate display of heroism.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, Gloria stormed forward and seized Naomi. "You tried to hurt Miss Evans?" Naomi stared at her blood-stained hands in disbelief, then back at Khloe, her voice breaking into a guttural roar. "Khloe, why won't you just die?" Khloe's cold gaze penetrated Naomi, piercing her like a blade. "Even if you die, I won't. Gloria, strip her naked and make her walk around the house." Naomi's scream shattered the silence of the garden, her voice sharp with fury and defiance. "Khloe, crossingmeans crossing the entire Haywood family! You'll regret this!" Khloe's eyes met Naomi's with icy indifference, her tone steady and calm. "And if I don't?" Even without Henrik, Khloe wouldn't take the Haywood family or Naomi seriously. If they wanted a fight, she was ready to wipe them out completely.
Naomi's face twisted with rage as she thrashed in Gloria's grip, but her struggles were useles Desperation neves е thickened her voice as she shouted, "Khloe, you bitch! How dare you humiliate me! I'll make you pay for this!"
A faint smile tugged at Khloe's lips, cold and unbothered. "We'l[see who pays in the end. Gloria, go ahead."
At her command, Gloria didn't hesitate. She reached for Naomi's! dress and ripped it apart, fabric tearing under her hands. Naomi's screams rose to a piercing pitch. "Khloe! You'll die a horrible death for this!" Khloe stood motionless, her expression cool and composed.
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