Chapter 271
Chapter 271:
As Khloe leaned against Henrik, his warmth and strength eased sof her tension. She spoke with a touch of
helplessness. “There's a mess with Celeste. Her mom took a million from Deep Blue, and now everyone online is
saying Celeste’s blackmailing them.”
Over the past days, Henrik had watched as Khloe spent countless early mornings and late nights devoted to
Celeste, the test subject, and her relentless work on the experimental drug. Within just a week, the solution
could be the perfect answer to silence all the critics. But now, with the story shifting to Celeste’s alleged
extortion, all of Khloe’s hard work and resources poured into the drug seemed completely wasted. Everything felt
pointless.
Henrik reached up and smoothed the crease between her brows, offering a comforting smile. “Don’t worry, I'm
here to help you.”
Khloe met Henrik’s steady, determined gaze, and for a brief moment, a sense of warmth and reassurance swept
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtover her. She was grateful, in that moment, that she wasn’t facing this alone.
Feeling touched, Khloe opened her mouth to say something to Henrik, but before she could, the harsh ring of the
phone cut through the silence.
She picked up the phone, and Tess’ frantic voice blurted out, “Khloe, it’s terrible! Celeste has committed
suicide!”
Khloe’s face went pale, and her phone nearly slipped from her hand. It was the first tshe had lost control in a
crisis.
“Take Celeste to the lab. I'm on my way!” she commanded, cutting the call immediately.
She sprang to her feet, her eyes filled with worry as she looked at Henrik.
“Henrik, Celeste tried to kill herself. We need to go now.” Her voice was heavy, carrying a tremor she herself
barely noticed.
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Henrik said nothing, grabbing her hand and leading her out. He took the driver's seat without hesitation.
Khloe’s heart pounded like a drum throughout the drive, her mind spinning with terrifying possibilities. She
couldn't stand the idea that if Celeste truly died, all her efforts would be for nothing—and more importantly, a
precious life would be lost.
A pang of guilt clawed at her heart as she thought it through. Celeste’s actions were driven by her motive to go
against Sloane.
Sensing her distress, Henrik squeezed her hand. His warm, firm grip seemed to transfer his strength to her.
“Khloe, don’t panic. We'll make it in time, and your medical skills will save her.”
His voice was steady and reassuring, a beacon of hope in the chaos.
Khloe turned to him, her eyes glistening with tears. She drew in a shaky breath and nodded. “Yes, we will save
her.”
Henrik’s grip on the wheel tightened as he sped through red lights, the car slicing through traffic with urgency.
The thirty-minute drive to the lab was reduced to ten. When they arrived, Khloe rushed inside. Celeste lay on the
operating table, hooked up to a ventilator and surrounded by emergency equipment.
She had tried to take her own life in the hotel next to the lab.
She had been staying there with her mother, prepared for the experiment. But after watching a live broadcast by
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJaxon, she discovered her mother had accepted a million dollars from Deep Blue to stay silent about their crimes.
The girl, who had always fought so hard to save herself, was utterly shattered by the revelation.
Overwhelmed by despair, she had stabbed herself in the heart with a fruit knife.
Khloe stood by the table, staring at Celeste’s pale face. A wave of guilt and sorrow swept over her, but she
pushed it aside. This was no tfor weakness. She never thought it would cto this.
Khloe’s hand shook as she gently took Celeste’s hand, feeling the faint pulse beneath her fingers.
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