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Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 97
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Chapter 97 Chapter 97: As the final minute ticked away, Khloe laid her pen down with deliberate calm. Unlike Sloane's densely packed exam, Khloe's answers were brief and to the point.

"Done!" Khloe declared, her voice sharp and steady, cutting through the tense silence of the room.

Sloane couldn't resist a smug jab. "Khloe, don't you think you're being a bit careless? How about we scrap the bet? Apologize to Dorothy, and I'll ensure your failure isn't broadcasted for everyone to hear." Sloane continued her act, plastering on a sickeningly sweet smile. Her fake generosity was so over-the-top, it was almost unbearable to watch.

Khloe shot her a frosty glare. "You honestly think you can outdo me? Is that because you had a heads-up on the test?" Sloane's face stiffened, her gaze darting away. "Khloe, what do you mean? I did this all on my own," she claimed, trying to appear innocent. "Khloe, how could you say that about me? I'd never stoop to such a disgrace." At the sight of Sloane's pitiful expression, Gwyn immediately leapt to her defense. “Khloe, stop it! You're already preparing excuses for when you lose. Don't you dare slander Sloane!" "Exactly, you barely even wrote anything! Don't try to stir trouble for Sloane," another added in a voice full of righteous anger.

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Only Clinton and Julian exchanged worried glances at Khloe.

Khloe's gaze was icy as she took in Sloane's guilty look. "In that case, let's start grading the papers." Brett's brow furrowed as he began marking the papers.

He quickly marked Sloane's paper, nodding with approval, and declared aloud, “Sloane's paper is perfect, with excellent reasoning-she aced it!" Discover the best stories at galnovsAt the announcement, Sloane's face lit up with a smug grin. She lifted her chin, throwing a challenging look at Khloe.

The other students began showering her with praise. "Sloane's incredible! She's clearly the best in our class." "Exactly! How could someone like Khloe, cast out by her own family, even compare to Sloane?" As the compliments flowed, Sloane's sense of triumph grew even stronger. She was on top now; no matter how bright Khloe had shone in the past, she was beneath her now.

Surrounded by skeptical stares and loud chatter, Khloe seemed entirely unfazed.

But when Sloane noticed Khloe's composed expression, a ripple of unease stirred within her. Her eyes were locked on Khloe, searching for any sign of weakness in that calm expression.

Yet Khloe's calmness was like an impenetrable barrier, rendering her scrutiny useless.

Could Khloe still turn things around? Impossible! She had already nailed it.

Brett continued marking the exam papers, his hand moving mechanically across the pages.

Suddenly, a shudder ran through him. His eyes widened in disbelief, and his face contorted with shock.

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The students, who had been showering Sloane with compliments, gradually fell silent. X sense of tension filled the room, as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for something to happen.

After a long pause, Brett finally looked up, his voice shaky as he muttered, "How could this be?"

Sloane felt a knot of unease tightening in her stomach.

Stomach. Brettion face turned pale and he slumped into his chair. "This time, Khloe is the winner." The room fell silent in stunned disbelief; Khloe had won.

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