Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 504

Chapter 504:

The viewers watching the live stream were in awe of her skills. As Khloe tied the hammock between two trees and used the banana leaves to form a makeshift roof, the audience’s excitement grew. Comments flooded in.

“Whoever said Khloe was bringing unnecessary stuff and wasn’t cut out for this should be eating their words right now. Look at her go—she’s so skilled at this survival stuff!”

“Her skills are next level! I honestly feel a little inadequate watching this.”

“I’m into wilderness survival myself, and Khloe’s technique is spot on. The shelter she built is perfect for insulation and waterproofing.”

Viewers were taken aback and showered Khloe with praise. It was a rare sight to see a celebrity excel so well in a wilderness survival show. In the past, most stars just relied on accidents for entertainment.

With the banana leaves overhead and the hammock secure, Khloe lay back, closing her eyes in sheer comfort. Her flawless features seemed to glow under the sunlight, radiating beauty.

When Sloane and the others returned, they were shocked to see Khloe had already set up her shelter and was lying comfortably. Sloane was filled with envy, and jealousy soon followed.

Sloane’s eyes darted around, and she whispered to Giuliana, “Khloe’s impressively efficient, getting everything ready so quickly. Do you think the instructor taught her? Now Lone Wolf will definitely take notice of her. He must like a good student like Khloe.”

Giuliana, hearing this, seethed with frustration. She had tried several times to catch Henrik’s attention, only to be completely ignored. Anger boiled within her as she saw Khloe lying there so comfortably. Without thinking, she took a step forward, her hand already reaching for Khloe’s backpack, intent on grabbing it.

“What are you doing?” Khloe suddenly opened her eyes, her piercing gaze fixed on Giuliana, stopping her mid-action.

Giuliana’s hands trembled, stunned for a moment. But soon, she realized Khloe had intimidated her, making her even angrier. She scoffed, “Isn’t teamwork about helping and supporting each other? I remember you have a sleeping bag in your backpack. Why not lend it to us?”

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“No,” Khloe replied coldly.

Giuliana’s face flushed with anger. Through clenched teeth, she said, “If you don’t want to lend it to us, at least help us set up a shelter. You can’t just stand idly by while we don’t have a place to stay.”

At this moment, Sloane approached them gracefully, her arm linked with Eric’s. Inwardly, she smirked, silently admiring Giuliana’s ability to stir up trouble for Khloe. On the surface, however, she appeared considerate and understanding. “Giuliana, please don’t say that. Khloe isn’t that kind of person. She’s actually very helpful. How can she just watch us building a shelter without doing anything? Right, Khloe?” As she spoke, Sloane looked at Khloe, the corners of her mouth raising into a gentle smile.

However, Khloe didn’t give a damn about Sloane’s words. She raised an eyebrow, asking, “Why should I help you?”

“Khloe, we all know that it’s about teamwork. Since you don’t have team spirit, why did you even join this survival show?” Giuliana said, seething with anger. The moment Giuliana finished her outburst, she noticed Henrik walking over from the central camp. She shouted immediately, “Lone Wolf, Khloe isn’t helping us.”

Sloane’s heart tightened. She was a little nervous, but there was also a hint of anticipation in her heart. Even if Henrik didn’t need to consider the feelings of the guests on the show, the survival show had hundreds of thousands of viewers on the live stream. She didn’t believe he would publicly favor Khloe.

On the other hand, Eric frowned. Then, his furrowed brows instantly relaxed. Khloe would soon realize that all men were the same. They would never risk their reputation for a woman.

But what happened next was beyond their expectations. Henrik’s gaze fell on Khloe’s serene face, his expression indifferent. “Why should she help you? Who do you think you are?”

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