Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 295

Chapter 295:

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But Khloe stood firm and called out, “Gloria!”

Gloria stormed in at full speed, tall and imposing. Without hesitation, she slapped the nearest sales assistant, sending her to the floor, blood trickling from her lip.

The room fell silent. Layla’s eyes dilated in shock. “You dare lay your hand on someone here? Do you know who I am? My mother is from the Watson family, and my father is from the Carrillo family!”

“Nightfall answers to Mr. Henrik Watson. He ordered me to protect Miss Evans,” Gloria said without any hint of remorse as she looked at Layla. “Anyone who touches her will face the consequences. Nightfall!”

The name struck Layla like a punch. Henrik’s deadly assassin group, trained to take on enemies without breaking a sweat.

She froze, shock quickly turning to rage.

Henrik had assigned such a powerful protector to Khloe? Not even she or Harold had such privileges.

Fury surged, but she held back, knowing better than to act rashly with Gloria there. She gritted her teeth and spat, “Fine, I can’t touch you, but I won’t sell a dress to someone like you. Wear our dress, and Victory’s reputation will be ruined. Get out!”

Khloe remained unmoved, her voice icy. “I’ll leave, but not yet. You made your move, now you’ll face the consequences.”

Layla paused for a moment, clearly taken aback by Khloe’s words, but then burst into a mocking laugh. “Consequences? Who do you think you are? You’re just a gold-digger who clawed her way up by sleeping with rich men. What makes you think you have any right to talk about consequences? If Henrik wasn’t keeping you around for his own amusement, I would’ve gotten rid of you ages ago.”

Khloe’s gaze hardened, her eyes flashing with icy anger, but Layla didn’t seem affected in the least.

Layla snapped at one of the sales assistants, “What are you waiting for? Go get security and throw her out. I’m curious to see how she thinks she can make me pay.” The assistant hesitated briefly, then darted off to find security, clearly intimidated by Layla’s sharp gaze.

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Gloria’s actions had already attracted a small crowd to the entrance; their curiosity was piqued by the disturbance.

Watching the scene unfold, Sloane leaned in and whispered to Layla, “Someone’s recording this. Khloe has a knack for stirring up online backlash against others. You should act first.”

Layla and Sloane exchanged a brief, knowing look before they started publicly trashing Khloe’s reputation.

Layla gestured towards the sales assistant, who had originally greeted Khloe, and gave her a terse instruction. With deliberate steps, she moved to the entrance and, with an air of contempt, addressed the gathering crowd. “Look at this shameless woman, everyone. She’s nothing but a gold-digger. She seduced an old man for his wealth, and now she’s moved on to our boss’s uncle. And yet, she walks in here demanding a free dress, acting like she owns the place. We had no choice but to throw her out! And if that’s not enough, she even had her bodyguard assault us!”

A voice from the crowd shouted, “She doesn’t really seem like that kind of person.”

The sales assistant, visibly uncomfortable, quickly pulled over the other assistant, who had been slapped by Gloria earlier, to continue framing Khloe. “You never know what someone’s really like. She had one of our employees slapped! There’s blood, and yet she’s still demanding a free dress.”

Gloria glared at Layla and the two sales assistants, her voice ice-cold. “That’s nonsense! Miss Evans is not like that. You provoked her first, and that’s why I slapped you.”

“So, you admit to slapping our staff? They’re clearly just stirring up trouble!” The sales assistant disregarded Gloria’s defense and stuck to her accusation. The crowd exchanged looks of disgust, their whispers full of accusations aimed at Khloe and Gloria.

“Who would have guessed that someone so beautiful could be so manipulative?”

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