StarNovelChapter 677: Two months ago, in the lab, Khloe had laid the trap. Whitney, oblivious at the time, had stepped right into it. That mistake wouldn't happen again. She refused to be manipulated a second time. Nor would she ever admit to what she had done.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKhloe saw through her defenses instantly. A small, knowing chuckle escaped her lips before her expression hardened, her eyes cold and sharp. "I'm not bluffing. I have proof." Then she pulled out her phone, activating the projection mode in the visiting room. An image flickered onto the screen. An elderly woman appeared, her face etched with time.
The moment Whitney's eyes landed on her, she stiffened. The confidence drained from her face, replaced by sheer panic. Her breath caught, and before she could stop herself, she shot to her feet.
"No. That's impossible! This has to be fake." Terror widened her eyes as she stared at the woman's familiar features. A violent shudder ran through her, her head shaking frantically as she muttered, "It's holographic technology. It has to be. Someone recorded and recreated it. This isn't real." But the fear lacing her voice betrayed her. Because she knew the truth. The woman in the projection-Fatima Riley-had once worked under her. Fatima had been taking care of Henrik's mother back then.
Yet, Whitney had made certain that Fatima would never speak again. She had injected her with gene-collapsing viruses, watched as the life drained from her, then had her body discarded into the sea.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFatima should have been dead. So how was she standing there now? Khloe's voice remained eerily calm. "You can decide for yourself after speaking to her." Feel the thrill at g al no v☐☐sWhitney's breath grew unsteady as she stared at the projection, paralyzed. Then, Fatima spoke. Her voice, layered with bitterness and quiet sorrow, echoed through the room. "Ms. Dayton, it's been a long time. I never imagined we'd cross paths again." Whitney's chest churned with panic, but she forced herself to maintain composure. "Do you really think I'd believe something fabricated with holographic technology? This is a pathetic attempt.” Fatima, however, let out a dry, knowing laugh. "Ms. Dayton, do you remember what you once told me? You said Henrik's mother should feel honored to contribute to the Dayton family's genetic research. That with her personality, she would undoubtedly agree. I asked if you had discussed it with her. You assuredyou would. But the truth? You never did. She believed Henrik was still too young. She wanted tto watch him grow, to see him marry, to meet his children." When a woman had something to hold on to, she clung to life. Back then, Henrik's mother's greatest fear was leaving him alone in the world. She just needed more time. But Whitney had harmed her.
Whitney had been clinging to the possibility that this was all a ruse. But as the words left Fatima's lips her last shred of denial shattered. No one else could have known about that conversation. Only she and Fatima had been there. And yet, here was Fatima.
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