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Chapter 637
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Chapter 637: At the stime, Khloe and Henrik had just stepped into the brightly lit conference hall for the final heir assessment. Before they could settle in, a voice unexpectedly called out from behind them. "May I sit with you?" Khloe's eyes flicked towards Henrik, her brows lifting ever so slightly as a flicker of amusement danced in her eyes.

Without needing to turn around, she already knew who was approaching from behind. It could only be Sheri. While Khloe wasn't sure what role Sheri had in attending the Watson family's heir assessment, one thing was crystal clear-Sheri was there because of Henrik.

Khloe studied Henrik's handsface and sighed inwardly. With that, it was no surprise Sheri couldn't seem to let him go.

Henrik seemed to catch the fleeting expression on Khloe's face. For a moment, he hesitated, caught off guard, before a spark of understanding lit his eyes. His gaze sharpened as it landed on Khloe.

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Could she be jealous? Khloe turned away, feigning indifference, pretending she hadn't noticed the slight glint in Henrik's eyes. But as she shifted her focus, Sheri's face cinto view.

Khloe's eyes narrowed slightly, but her expression remained composed.

Sheri looked strikingly different that day. Her long, voluminous curls cascaded down her back, with a few strands framing her face. The dark brown waves contrasted sharply against her skin, drawing attention to her.

Sheri, who usually kept her style simple, had gone for a striking choice today—a vibrant red, puffy dress that barely reached her thighs, paired with lipstick in a bold, jarring shade of red. At first glance, the color on her lips felt oddly unsettling to Khloe.

Neither Khloe nor Henrik said a word, and the atmosphere turned heavy, filled with awkward tension.

Every story starts at galnovs"Henrik, may I sit here?" Sheri asked again, her eyes fixed solely on him.

Khloe raised a brow, the slight quirk revealing her mild surprise.

But after a moment of thought, the answer becobvious. Sheri, who had failed to capture Henrik's heart through her previous persona—refined, poised, and virtuous—was clearly trying a new approach.

Sheri's attempt at reinvention wasn't subtle, but it was strategic. She was trying to mimic Khloe's boldness without being too obvious about it. Her outfit and demeanor were carefully crafted to straddle that line.

Khloe's intuition was accurate. Sheri's entire appearance was indeed a calculated effort.

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Sheri had known Henrik would attend the assessment. Unwilling to let go of her infatuation, she resolved to tailor herself to Henrik's taste-however misguided her perception of those might be. Her ultimate goal was clear: draw Henrik's attention away from Khloe and win his affection for herself.

Whitney had stopped controlling Sheri's choices recently, though Sheri had no idea why. Freed from the usual restraints, she dressed however she pleased now.

Just then, Henrik said, "No, you can't."

Sheri's expression faltered. She stared at Henrik, confused. Why was he still so dismissive? Hadn't she changed her appearance to suit his taste? She had even altered her style entirely, yet Henrik didn't seem remotely moved.

Sheri's eyes instinctively darted towards Khloe, subtly assessing their contrasting styles. The silent comparison ignited a storm within as her fear resentment, and a sharp pang of jealousy danced across her expression. Khloe wore a short red dress, much like Sheri's. But Khloe's clung to her frwith effortless grace, accentuating her slender silhouette and highlighting her long, toned legs.

Her makeup was minimal, save for her bold red lips that made her face glow. Unlike Sheri's meticulously styled waves, Khloe's long hair fell loosely over her shoulders, its casual elegance exuding a natural charm. With their makeup and attire strikingly similar, Sheri couldn't ignore how effortlessly Khloe outshone her. A wave of frustration surged through her, leaving her feeling like a poorly crafted imitation.

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