Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 514

Chapter 514:

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Adele and Moya also locked eyes on the box, their faces brimming with anticipation. The livestream viewers joined in, eagerly requesting a close-up shot of Khloe’s mysterious reward.

Nearby, Sloane struggled with her push-ups, her mind racing with curiosity over the mysterious reward. But beneath it all, there was a simmering jealousy. It was clear the reward was Henrik’s personal idea—the production team wouldn’t have arranged something so special. Whatever it was, it had to be valuable.

Khloe really had it all!

Eric, hands pressed hard against the ground, veins popping in frustration, couldn’t shake the unease creeping up on him. Henrik knew how to throw in little surprises to win Khloe’s favor, and it threw him off. This was nothing like the cold, authoritarian relationship he had imagined between them.

The box felt almost weightless in Khloe’s hands. After a brief pause, she slowly opened it.

As she opened it, everyone watched closely, but to their surprise, a rare look of astonishment crossed Khloe’s usually composed face. In an instant, she snapped the lid shut and slipped the box back into her pocket.

The livestream chat exploded with comments. “Come on, show us what it is!” Adele whispered, “I didn’t see it. Please, open it again. What’s inside?”

Tillie’s curiosity deepened. “Khloe, come on, let us see it.”

The entire group was already curious about the mysterious reward, and Khloe’s surprised reaction only made them more eager to find out.

“It’s nothing,” Khloe replied, her hands in her pockets and her expression calm, giving no hint of wanting to explain. She wasn’t willing to share, and no one dared to press her, well aware of her fiery temper.

Half an hour later, only Eric and Rafael completed the three hundred push-ups. Sloane and Giuliana were drenched in sweat, their faces pale, unable to finish. Despite that, Henrik didn’t let up on the five-kilometer run, so they had no choice but to gear up for it.

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Just as Giuliana and Sloane were about to start their run, Khloe stepped forward, a playful smile curling her lips. “Add another five kilometers to the instructor’s five, and you’ve got to finish it within half an hour.”

Giuliana, gasping for breath, was fuming, her face flushed with anger. “Who do you think you are, adding five kilometers and demanding we finish on time? Do you think you’re the instructor here?”

Sloane frowned, her voice tight with concern. “Khloe, that’s too much.”

“Because we won the bet,” Khloe replied, remembering that it was Giuliana who had started the wager. A troublemaker like her needed to be taught a lesson, and Khloe wasn’t about to let it go. A slight smile curled on her lips. “Compared to Giuliana’s demand if our team had lost, my request is hardly unreasonable.”

“You…” Giuliana’s face reddened in fury, her hands trembling with rage. She’d hoped to sweep the bet under the rug, never expecting Khloe to remember. How petty could Khloe be?

“You have to honor your bets!” Adele called out. “Khloe is being generous, asking you to run just five kilometers in thirty minutes. That’s pretty merciful, don’t you think?”

Moya, preferring not to get involved, had seen the team’s wager unfold and quietly added, “The livestream audience saw the bet as well.”

Giuliana was speechless, her mouth opening and closing as she struggled to find a way out of the situation.

Not honoring a bet would destroy her credibility, and in the entertainment industry, a reputation for dishonesty could ruin her career.

The livestream chat was buzzing with excitement, the viewers hungry for more drama.

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