Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 343:

What was Erma doing here this time?

Khloe stood up. Her eyes turned cold as she looked at Erma warily.

The clamor had drawn the curious eyes of nearby competitors, who now peered into Khloe’s booth with interest.

Someone recognized Erma and exclaimed, “Isn’t that Erma Russell? What is she doing here?”

“Do you know her background?”

“You don’t know? Her uncle is the President. She’s notorious for being arrogant and domineering. I wonder how Khloe has offended her.”

The crowd became excited, eagerly anticipating to see Erma causing trouble for Khloe.

But to everyone’s surprise, instead of confronting Khloe, Erma knelt down and pleaded tearfully, “Khloe, please spare me and my family. Our business is on the verge of bankruptcy because of Henrik. Please help us. I know I was wrong.”noveldrama

Everyone froze in shock, their eyes widening and mouths hanging open, as if they couldn’t comprehend what was unfolding before them.

“What the hell just happened? Did Erma really kneel in front of Khloe?”

“But isn’t Erma known for being proud and overbearing? How is she suddenly bowing and begging Khloe for mercy?” The ones hoping for some drama now looked utterly dumbfounded, exchanging confused looks. A few even rubbed their eyes as if trying to confirm they weren’t seeing things.

Sylvie looked equally stunned. After a moment of silence, she leaned towards Charlotte and whispered, “Charlotte, pinch me! I must be dreaming! Isn’t this Erma, the socialite who’s always on TV? She comes from such a powerful family! How is it possible she’s kneeling before Khloe?”

Charlotte let out an exaggerated sigh and rolled her eyes. “What’s the fuss about? This just proves that Khloe is so formidable that even a true heiress like Erma is quaking in her designer heels.”

Khloe threw an icy glare at Charlotte before turning her focus to Erma, who was still on her knees. “Erma, this is the result of your own actions. You need to accept the consequences. I’m not interested in seeking retribution at the moment, but you’d better leave now.”

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Erma, however, refused to budge. Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded desperately, “Khloe, I beg you to spare my family. Yes, we have some wealth, but we’re just a modest business group. We’re no match for someone like Henrik with his underworld ties. You’ve already pushed me to the brink of bankruptcy. I was foolish to provoke you and to look down on you—I admit my mistakes! If you must punish someone, direct your anger at me, not my family.”

In her tearful, pitiful state, Erma looked nothing like the haughty heiress she was reputed to be. Her seemingly heartfelt words tugged at the heartstrings of those watching, drawing murmurs of sympathy.

But Khloe wasn’t fooled. She saw through Erma’s crocodile tears, recognizing the plea as calculated manipulation. Erma was cleverly amplifying a minor grievance while conveniently leaving out the fact that she’d once tried to kill her using a venomous snake. It was a deliberate ploy to shift attention and sow seeds of doubt against her.

As expected, Erma’s words stirred up a few misguided onlookers, who now cast disdainful looks at Khloe, some even daring to openly criticize her.

“Khloe’s being so cold-hearted, don’t you think? The poor girl has already knelt and confessed her wrongs, yet Khloe refuses to show any mercy.”

“I agree, leniency is always the better path. Why push someone so hard when they’ve already admitted their faults?”

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