Chapter 310
Chapter 310:
With a dismissive snort, he spoke, his voice as sharp and biting as ice. “Whether Khloe is worthy or not is none of
your concern. My fiancée surpasses someone like you in every way.”
His words struck Baylee with the force of a sledgehammer, sinking deep into her chest.
Her face drained of color, and her body shook uncontrollably. What terrified her the most, however, was the cold
emptiness in Henrik’s gaze, as if he viewed her as nothing more than a mere insect—something he could crush
without a second thought.
Despite her fear, Baylee wasn’t ready to back down. “Henrik, you must be under sspell. She must have
used sunderhanded trick...”
Before she could say another word, a sharp slap echoed through the air.
The one who delivered the slap was none other than Ashton, who had rushed down the stairs after Henrik.
“Enough!” Ashton snapped, his hand still stinging from the slap. Lowering his voice, he quickly added, “I
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Henrik stayed silent, his disapproval clear in his stillness. It wasn’t until he reached Khloe’s side that he glanced
back at the father and daughter, his voice firm. “The person you owe an apology to isn't me, but Khloe.”
Ashton’s face darkened immediately. He had always indulged his daughter, and the thought of asking her to
apologize to someone of Khloe’s modest background made him uncomfortable. But Henrik’s strong presence and
words left no room for disagreement.
With a deep, restraining breath, Ashton held back his frustration, grabbing Baylee and forcing her to bow in front
of Khloe. “Miss Evans, my daughter acted thoughtlessly and offended you. Please accept our apologies, and may
you find it in your heart to forgive her.”
Humiliation and rage burned in Baylee’s cheeks as she bit down hard on her lip, tears stinging at her eyes. But
no matter how hard it was, she couldn’t bring herself to apologize.
She could never bring herself to apologize to someone she regarded as beneath her.
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Khloe watched the father and daughter with calm detachment, fully aware that Ashton’s apology was hollow,
forced by Henrik’s influence.
However, Khloe wasn’t about to linger on the gesture. Just as she prepared to accept it, Henrik’s voice cut
through, cold and distant. “Not enough.”
His composed words sent a wave of shock through the crowd.
A personal apology from a senator was no small thing. It was already a considerable gesture.
Still, Henrik deemed it inadequate.
His loyalty to Khloe was clear to everyone.
The focus turned back to Khloe.
Ashton’s expression darkened even further. He hadn't anticipated Henrik’s persistence. Baylee, on the other
hand, was seething with anger, her body shaking with rage.
Why? Khloe was merely a pretty face with stalent. Why did Henrik place so much value on her, even if it
meant openly defying her father?
Didn’t Henrik realize that, in this election, her father had a crucial vote?
What Baylee didn’t know was that, in Henrik’s eyes, Ashton’s voting power held no weight when compared to
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Khloe was also taken aback. She hadn't restrained herself earlier when she knocked Erma out and disrupted half
of the banquet.
She believed she had done enough, but Henrik’s concern for her ran so deep that he was willing to sever ties
with Ashton, disregarding the importance of the vote.
When Henrik stood protectively in front of her, unwavering and resolute as a mountain, a subtle warmth glinted
in Khloe's eyes.
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