Lahat ng Kabanata ng Billionaire's Match: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Khloe's voice was soft and sweet, and her beauty only amplified the sincerity in her words. Within moments, she had won over the entire table of elders.The dinner was filled with laughter and warmth. Khloe, eager to show her respect, toasted each elder with heartfelt attention, drinking enough to make herself feel slightly lightheaded."Khloe, I didn't expect you to hold your liquor so well…" Arista said happily. Rarely did someone accompany her family for drinks—especially a future daughter-in-law. She beamed, her approval of Khloe evident in her eyes.Loretta, however, looked a little concerned. "Khloe, that's enough. If you drink too much, you'll get uncomfortable.""I'm fine, Grandma…" Khloe smiled. She had drunk a bit, but she wasn't drunk, and tonight her spirits were high, her smile frequent and bright.Her phone suddenly buzzed. Squinting, Khloe saw it was Nick calling.She answered immediately. "Nick, you're finally done with work?"Her voice carried an unusual excitem

Nick glanced instinctively at Khloe, and just then, she smiled back at him.Their eyes met, and Nick felt a faint warmth rise to his ears. Khloe had been drinking, and her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes made her look irresistibly cute—so innocent, yet teasingly charming.He thought back to what she had whispered against his chest in the corridor earlier, and quickly looked away, suppressing the flutter in his chest."Come on, Nick, have a drink with me! Today Khloe has already had quite a few, and since your fiancée has such a strong tolerance, you can't lose either!"Liam handed him a glass, his tone full of cheer.Nick hesitated. He had driven himself tonight and didn't intend to drink. But seeing Khloe by his side, he found he couldn't bring himself to refuse. He took the glass.He planned to toast each elder in turn, but Khloe's fingers had entwined with his, holding on tightly, as if refusing to let go.Just as he lifted the glass, her delicate fingers lightly gripped hi

For some reason, the more Khloe looked at Nick's sharp, flawless face, the more she wanted to tease him.In the past, watching horror films had always been about chasing a thrill. But tonight wasn't about that. Tonight, she wanted to see Nick get a little stirred."I don't believe in ghosts," Nick said, his gaze leaving the screen to sweep over her face as she leaned closer.The bluish glow of the TV cast delicate shadows across her features. Stray strands of hair framed her face, her eyes still holding a trace of last night's intoxication—beautiful enough to make one lose focus."Well then, since you're braver than I am, if I get scared and scream, you'll protect me, right?""Of course." Nick reached out and gently pressed her shoulder against him. "If you feel uncomfortable, lean on me. It'll make you feel safer."And it did. With Nick by her side, Khloe found herself unable to focus on the horror unfolding on the screen. Nothing seemed frightening anymore. She completely relax

Stella had strictly warned every single person in the household—no one was allowed to breathe a word about Angela having lived there. Not one syllable. Absolutely no one could find out."Madam, it wasn't me! I swear I didn't say anything…" the maid blurted out, panicked.Pete shook off the maid's hand and darted straight to Trey's side. "Dad! Why did you make Angela leave? I want her back. I want Mom—"He didn't finish. Trey grabbed his shoulder in a tight, punishing grip, cutting him off with a furious, "Shut up."Stella's expression turned even harsher. She twisted the child's wrist so roughly his face contorted in pain and he wailed."You little brat! If your great‑grandmother hears you running your mouth, I'll skin you alive!"Stella had never agreed to adopting a child. A child who wasn't flesh and blood—of course he'd be disobedient and impossible to manage.Pete broke down in loud sobs.Trey quickly pulled him behind himself. "Mom, he's just a child.""You can go in now

Khloe knew Lauren's health was fragile. Even though the elderly lady disliked being disturbed, Khloe would still make sure someone regularly brought high-quality supplements to Lauren, under Trey's name."Sigh… I'm getting old. One can't live forever, right? All these old ailments… they're really just emotional problems. The doctor said I got too worked up, my temper flared, so now I have to be observed in the hospital for a few days. I've been thinking about you these past few days… could you come see me?"Lauren's voice was weak, tinged with melancholy.Khloe felt a pang of guilt. Lauren had gone out of her way to call—could her sudden illness have something to do with Khloe moving out? At over eighty, Lauren's mind was remarkably sharp. Trey's clumsy lies might not fool her at all."All right. I have something to take care of right now, but I'll come see you later. Send me the hospital room info," Khloe said without hesitation, recalling how much care Lauren had shown her in the