บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Match: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Angela's voice had barely risen before one of the security guards slammed a hand down on her shoulder, forcing her back into the chair opposite Arthur.He rested his elbows on the desk, his tone as detached as ever."Of course, Miss Thompson, you don't have to sign. I have my own ways. Since you can't seem to leave the Fox family—or Trey—you'd better be prepared to bear the consequences. I believe you should have understood that five years ago.""Arthur," Angela said sharply, "I don't think I've done anything wrong. Trey needed me—that's why he asked me back. Any problems with the company are because of Khloe! You've always been fair and reasonable. At a time like this, are you really going to let an old grudge cloud your judgment, instead of thinking about Fox Group's future?"Even with the guards pressing her down, she refused to yield. Her words came fast and sharp.Arthur gave a faint, almost mocking smile. "I am thinking of the company's future. That's exactly why I want you

Of course, Khloe knew—if Trey had really wanted to give her the shares, he would've done it long ago.She'd been quietly keeping tabs on the Fox Group's situation, and today the news finally came in: Arthur had returned to the company, and Angela was gone.So this ten percent of shares—clearly, that was Arthur's doing.Before long, Trey's name flashed on her screen again.Khloe's eyes darkened slightly. She thought for a few seconds, then slipped into a small, empty conference room before answering.She'd ignored him long enough. Maybe it was time to let him hear her voice again."Khloe, thank God—you finally picked up," Trey said, his tone almost trembling. The arrogance he once carried was gone."What is it?" Her voice was calm, detached, as if she didn't already know.He swallowed the irritation that rose in his throat and softened his tone. "Did you see my message? I'm transferring half of my shares to you—ten percent. Please, stop being angry with me. Let's just make up, o

"I heard your engagement party went quite well," Ethan said, "Nick must be very pleased with you, huh?"It was only a few words, but every one of them carried an edge.There was an ongoing investment project involving the Hunt Group.What Ethan was really saying was clear enough—Khloe had gotten ahead thanks to Nick.Maybe she hadn't relied on the Morrison Group, but if she was leaning on Nick, it still looked bad. Even if that didn't technically break the profit-sharing agreement, people would talk. No one knew whether Nick had simply invested a sum—or had been helping her all along."Ethan," Khloe said evenly, "I led my own team and cleaned up your mess fair and square. Not only did I not get a word of thanks, now you're questioning my competence? That's disheartening. Why don't you call Nick and ask him yourself—see whether he invested in the project or in me."Her calm, deliberate words stripped away the polished veneer of his sarcasm, leaving him momentarily embarrassed.Et

As Khloe spoke, she noticed the maid who had just been tending to Loretta sneaking glances at them from the corner.She shot Nick a quick look. He caught it in his peripheral vision but didn't need to turn—he already knew what it meant."My family's always like this," Nick said lightly. "You'll get used to it. Next time, if it's inconvenient, you can just say no."Khloe shook her head. "Actually, I wanted to see you today. I've secured the Morrison project, and your help played a big part in that. I really do want to thank you properly.""It was nothing," Nick said softly. "You don't need to thank me.""It's not just courtesy," she said with a small smile. "I mean it. I really want to do something for you. Let me think—how should I thank you?"Her words trailed off, almost like she was talking to herself. Nick wasn't someone who lacked anything, and for a moment, she truly couldn't think of what would be meaningful."Thank me?" Nick repeated. He hadn't expected her to say that.

"Nick…" Khloe started to explain about Trey, but Nick spoke first."About your personal affairs… I won't ask, and I won't interfere," he said. "But we are engaged now. I trust you'll take care of whatever's left in the past."No interrogation, no demand for details—just quiet composure. It made a small ache rise in Khloe's chest.She'd thought, given who he was, that he might care about her history, might press her for explanations. But he didn't ask a single thing."I… I'll handle it soon. You have my word," she said earnestly.In that moment, she realized that he truly regarded their engagement with sincerity—that even in his restraint, there was respect.Nick gave a faint nod, though something unnameable flickered across his mind. He had, of course, looked into her past. Six years with a man wasn't a short time. Did she still have lingering feelings for Trey?He tamped down the irritation that threatened to surface and said simply, "If you need help, don't hesitate to ask."