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Chapter 191:

In such a public setting, Eric knew he couldn’t afford to lose his composure, especially as he represented the Watson family. Allowing Khloe to expose his plagiarism would cost him his position as heir, and he couldn’t let that happen.

With remarkable mental fortitude, Eric composed himself, appearing calm despite the contemptuous stares and whispered remarks surrounding him. “Some patterns are just coincidental and don’t prove anything. Khloe, I know you hate me. If you need compensation, the Watson family is willing to offer you something for emotional distress. But I will not break up with Sloane to be with you. Don’t resort to these tactics simply because you couldn’t win my affection. I won’t fall for it.”

He expertly turned the situation back to his advantage, shifting the focus onto Khloe’s supposed motives.

The focus shifted to emotional manipulation, diverting attention away from the evidence. A murmur of uncertainty spread through the crowd.

Some, still unaware of the full context, began to whisper, “Could it really be like that? Is Khloe accusing Eric out of spite for their past relationship?”

The crowd observed Eric and Khloe, their expressions filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

Below the stage, Harold and Joshua shared a brief, meaningful glance as the bodyguard returned, holding a document. Joshua abruptly stood up and directed his words at Khloe. “Khloe! Stop being unreasonable and go for proper treatment for your mental illness. Eric has already been more than fair to you!”

The audience was once again thrown into confusion. What was happening? Did Khloe really have a mental illness?

Joshua let out a sigh as he approached the podium, holding the document. He handed it to the host, who had paused the video when Khloe mentioned the iris pattern in her formulation.

The host then projected the document onto the large screen, revealing a psychological evaluation report that diagnosed Khloe with schizophrenia, delusional disorder, and kleptomania.

The audience was left speechless, their eyes fixed on the mental health evaluation certificate now displayed on the big screen. The hall fell into an eerie silence, the stillness hanging thick in the air. Slowly, whispers began to ripple through the crowd.

“Is it true? Khloe has a mental illness? Can we really believe anything she’s said?”

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“Could it be that everything she said was just a delusion? But the evidence looked so convincing.”

Khloe’s gaze cut through the room like a razor as she turned it on Joshua and Eric.

She had always known that Joshua was shameless, but she hadn’t anticipated him stooping this low. After all, she still carried the Evans family’s blood. Even if Joshua didn’t care about her place in the family, one would think he’d still be concerned with protecting its reputation.

Yet it seemed that, in the face of the Watson family’s support and potential alliance, Joshua was willing to throw everything away. Just like three years ago, when he had sacrificed her to further his own gain.noveldrama

Khloe inhaled deeply, her fingers discreetly pressing the emergency call button hidden in her clothes.

Joshua played his part as a concerned father with practiced ease, letting out a heavy sigh as he spoke to the crowd. “I know this is hard to hear, but Khloe, my daughter, developed mental issues after her mother left. She’s convinced that both the Evans and Watson families are conspiring against her. As for the research, the work belongs to Eric. The online drive she mentioned? Eric shared it with her when they were together, but she took it for her own. The mark on the formula was also secretly altered by Khloe. This behavior stems from her bad habits. She was expelled from an institution abroad for academic fraud. Please don’t blame her; this is all because of her illness.”

Khloe listened, her eyes cold as ice. “You really have no shame. My mother was right to leave you all those years ago. You never deserved her.”

The mention of her mother seemed to ignite a flicker of malice in Joshua’s eyes, but he quickly masked it, his voice softening. “I know you hate me, Khloe. But please, come back home. You can do whatever you want with me.”

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