Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 479

Chapter 479:

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Artist’s face, once filled with anger, now wore a grim expression. She subtly gestured behind her back while looking towards the camera.

Khloe then halted the incision and directed her assistant to begin stitching the patient’s chest closed.

As Khloe turned around, she was greeted by a surgical tray laden with ten pounds of tumor tissue — twice as much as initially expected.

Applause broke out in the operating room.

When Khloe stepped out of the operating room, everyone in the hall rose to their feet, applauding and cheering her success.

Richard, his earlier reservations dispelled by Selena’s actions, approached Khloe with genuine admiration. “That surgery was remarkable!”

“Thank you,” Khloe replied, offering a composed smile.

From the second floor, a bullet shot toward Khloe’s temple, fired from a gun equipped with a silencer.

Khloe could feel the intense heat of the bullet. If it struck her temple, it would be fatal.

Eric and Clinton reacted with shock. Clinton hurled a chair in the bullet’s path, while Eric tried to pull Khloe to safety.

But it was all too late.

Just as the bullet was about to strike Khloe, another bullet, fired later but faster, intercepted the first.

Bang!

The bullets collided, erupting into fragments that scattered in all directions. As Khloe moved to dodge, a rush of wind enveloped her, and she found herself securely in a man’s embrace.

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Looking up, Khloe saw a man wearing a mask that obscured half of his face, his eyes dark and intense, exuding a menacing presence.

To the onlookers, the man’s formidable and athletic stature was undeniable as he adeptly saved Khloe in the nick of time.

Eric and Clinton eyed the mysterious savior with a mix of suspicion and bewilderment.

However, Khloe knew immediately who he was, even behind the mask. It was none other than Henrik!

Khloe wondered why Henrik was here but kept the question to herself. Henrik, with his face hidden behind a mask, clearly wanted to remain anonymous.

Their eyes met for a brief moment, and he offered Khloe a faint smile before setting her down. His clothes were shredded in the back by bullet fragments, but underneath, he wore a tactical bulletproof vest and was unscathed.

Eric and Clinton hurried towards them, subtly stepping between Henrik and Khloe. The man who had rescued her, though his face was concealed, had a captivating presence, with his flawless physique and remarkable skills. Many female doctors and medical staff couldn’t help but notice him, whispering to each other, their cheeks flushing.

“Khloe, are you okay?” Eric asked, his voice filled with concern as he reached out, clearly wanting to hold her hand.

Clinton’s brow furrowed slightly, his lips curling into a subtle smile as he blocked Eric’s hand. “Eric, your fiancée is over there. I’m sure she was scared by everything that happened. Let me look after Khloe.”

With that, he nudged Eric aside and moved to stand next to Khloe.

The tension between Clinton and Eric over Khloe’s attention didn’t go unnoticed, and several onlookers exchanged confused glances.

The two young men, both from the prominent Watson family, were well-known and respected in their fields. Why were they both so focused on Khloe? As they observed the scene, jealousy flickered in the eyes of many. Sloane’s face flushed with anger, and she couldn’t hold back. “Eric!” she called out.

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