FreeGoodNovelChapter 195 Chapter 195: Seeing him back down so readily, a brief flicker of regret passed across Henrik's face, as though he wished for a chance to exploit Harold's vulnerability to eliminate him entirely.
Harold caught the expression and felt a chill run down his spine. Breaking into a nervous sweat, he quickly stepped back, leaving Eric to deal with the scene alone.
Eric felt completely defeated. He had clung to the hope that Harold might convince Henrik to show him mercy, but it was obvious Henrik was set on ensuring Khloe saw this through to the very end.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I'm sorry. I made a mistake." Eric couldn't bring himself to look at Khloe. His gaze stayed glued to his feet, fully aware that confessing would ruin his reputation in their social circle.
With Henrik's cold eyes fixed on him, Eric felt powerless to fight back. “I confess. I stole your research and plagiarized it. But I honestly didn't know it belonged to you. I found a research notebook at the Evans family's. Sloane claimed it was hers and offered to letuse it. I even poured significant resources into completing the project." Eric's voice grew stronger, though every word felt like a blade slicing through his pride. He could feel his heart shattering as his arrogance and self-respect dissolved in an instant.
Gasps of disbelief rippled through the audience.
"So, Eric actually plagiarized! And he was so firm in his denial before. What a show he put on!" "And now Sloane's nis in the mix? That's downright conniving!" "But what about Khloe's mental health issues? Are they real? If they are, this whole plagiarism scandal might be more complex. The Watsons are terrified of Khloe's fiancé, so maybe they pressured Eric to admit guilt." Even with Eric's open admission, a few in the crowd still held on to their belief in his innocence.
His reputation as an honorable gentleman was so flawless that scouldn't reconcile it with the idea of him sinking to such depths.
Stay tuned at galHenrik and Khloe heard the whispers among the crowd. He leaned in and murmured, “I'll handle it.” He waved his hand. Moments later, an older man with a head full of silver hair appeared on stage, sparking another round of startled whispers from the audience.
The man who stepped onto the stage was none other than the director of Mabel Clinic, a nspoken with reverence in every corner of the medical world.
"Is this real? The director of Mabel Clinic is actually here?" "I thought I'd be middle-aged with a receding hairline before getting the chance to see him at sinternational conference. How is this happening now?" Excitement swept through the hall like a tidal wave as the medical students surged forward, eager to get closer.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe director strode confidently to the center of the stage, his movements measured and calm. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am here to address a serious matter." He paused, letting his words settle over the room like a heavy fog. "The claim that Khloe Evans was diagnosed with a mental illness by Mabel Clinic is completely false. She has never undergone any psychiatric evaluation at our facility." The weight of his words landed like a hammer, and the room erupted into stunned murmurs.
Shock painted the faces of students and teachers alike as they struggled to process what they had just heard.
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