Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 7:

As soon as he finished his outburst, Henrik commanded, “Cripple him.”

At his order, the man in glasses drew a silenced pistol and fired at Karl’s limbs.

Four muffled shots expertly severed the tendons in Karl’s limbs.

In the blink of an eye, he had been reduced to a helpless cripple.

Karl writhed in pain on the floor, howling in agony. His gaze met Henrik’s. The haughty expression on his face was now replaced with fear.

“Who are you? There’s no bad blood between us.”

“Who told you that?”

Henrik turned, his gaze shifting to Khloe, his eyes unreadable.

With his long fingers, he gently stroked her smooth hair.

“You want to get with my woman. If I, Henrik Watson, let you walk free after insulting me, it would signal to everyone that such actions are acceptable.”

Karl trembled at the mention of Henrik’s name. His eyes quickly darted to Khloe’s face, and his complexion drained to a ghostly pallor.

“So you’re Miss Evans. I was wrong, Mr. Watson. Had I known Miss Evans was with you, I wouldn’t have dared to even think about her!”

Minutes earlier, he had been full of resentment, but upon hearing Henrik’s name, all his defiance vanished. He no longer dared to show any disrespect.

Everyone knew the stories.

Back in the days when Henrik ruled the underworld, a powerful figure who merely expressed the smallest dissatisfaction with his reign was met with severe retribution—Henrik shot him dead on the spot.

And just like that, the man’s force was obliterated without a trace.

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Henrik was a force of pure malevolence; anyone who dared cross him met a tragic end.

Henrik sat motionless, his expression unreadable.

Witnessing this, Karl clenched his teeth.

With blood staining his clothes, he struggled to lift himself and apologized to Khloe.

“Miss Evans, I didn’t realize who you were. Please, spare me.”

Karl’s desperation was evident as he apologized repeatedly despite his injuries.

Khloe observed the pitiful sight before her, her understanding of Henrik’s terrifying influence growing stronger by the second.

Karl had fought his way up in the underworld, earning himself the nickname “Viper.”noveldrama

But now, he was nothing more than a frightened rabbit, trembling before Henrik.

Henrik seemed far more formidable than Khloe had ever imagined.

As she recalled her earlier rash actions, a cold sweat dripped down her spine.

Still, she knew she was in no position to interfere in Henrik’s handling of Karl.

Although the Evans family would undoubtedly be alarmed if Karl were to die here, she wisely chose to remain silent. Henrik, ever perceptive, noticed her quietness immediately. He tilted his head slightly, and someone moved forward to tend to Karl’s wounds.

Karl let out a breath of relief, realizing his life had been spared. He quickly expressed his gratitude to both Khloe and Henrik.

“I don’t want my connection with her to be exposed. You know what to say, don’t you?” Henrik instructed flatly.

Karl gave an eager nod and said respectfully, “Of course. No one will find out. If Miss Evans ever needs anything, please don’t hesitate to let me know.”

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