All Chapters of Billionaire's Match: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Nick's dark eyes locked onto George, the sheer intensity in them far surpassing anything the elder could have anticipated."What did you say?" George froze, anger quickly flashing across his face.Although Nick had never been particularly close to him growing up, he had always shown respect to his elders. Even during major disagreements, he would never openly contradict him in front of others—especially not in front of a mere daughter-in-law."Nick, don't…" Khloe's voice trembled slightly. She didn't want him clashing with his father, but seeing the furrow between his brows, she felt a pang in her chest."I'll handle my own matters. You needn't worry. It's late; Khloe and I will leave first."With that, Nick didn't spare another glance at George. He took Khloe's hand and walked out."Nick!"George's sharp shout went unanswered. Nick continued without pause, holding Khloe securely against him. She wanted to look back but found herself pressed firmly against his chest.Loretta qu

"Nick…" Khloe felt herself completely undone. She didn't know how to respond, so she simply pressed herself closer to his face and closed her eyes.She had never wanted to get involved in love again—but Nick was different. He was too good, too perfect, too impossibly himself. Good enough that she couldn't rein in her heart. Even if it meant being hurt in the future, she only wanted to surrender fully and without reservation.The next morning, just as the sky was lightening, Khloe was awakened by Nick's kiss.Opening her eyes, she saw him already dressed, sitting at the edge of the bed, his arm around hers. "Get up. I'm taking you somewhere today.""Where?" Khloe glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was still early—only six-thirty. She tilted her head to look at him, and in the soft morning light, the usual sharpness of his features seemed somehow softened."To see my mother," Nick said quietly.Khloe froze. She knew his mother had passed away long ago. That loss was a wound

"What a coincidence."Seeing Ethan, Khloe instinctively drew Charlotte slightly behind her. "Ethan, why are you coming in so late today?"Normally, Ethan was like a live wire—always in the office before anyone else showed up. Khloe prided herself on being a workaholic, yet even she had to admit she wasn't on his level."Can't help it… had to play hero and save a damsel." Ethan's words carried an ambiguous tone, a faint smile dancing in his eyes. He glanced at Charlotte, head bowed, standing behind Khloe, but Charlotte didn't look at him, keeping her gaze lowered. His eyes passed over her quickly."Looks like you had a little adventure last night," Khloe said, puzzled by his remark.She had no idea what he meant, though she remembered Oscar mentioning that Ethan's personal life was rather… chaotic. Women came and went quickly, with no style left untried.And right now, Ethan was disheveled—just an open-collared shirt, no tie, no jacket. He looked exactly like someone who had jus

Stella showed Angela absolutely no mercy, delivering a brutal slap in front of Pete.Angela's face instantly flamed red, five finger marks seared across half her cheek, swelling up in a moment.Seeing his mother hit, Pete struggled and shouted toward Stella, "Bad woman! How dare you hit Mommy!""Impudent child! Lock him in his room and let him think about his manners! Like mother, like son—your mother's no good, so she raised you without any discipline!" Stella yelled furiously, completely ignoring Angela's expression.The maid, accustomed to following orders, quickly covered Pete's mouth and tried to drag him away."Who dares touch my son!"Angela's sharp, commanding voice cut through the commotion. She glared at the maid and barked, "I am also a lady of this house. If you bully Pete, believe me, I'll have you handed your wages and out the door this instant!"Her piercing tone was terrifying, and the maid's eyes immediately darted nervously to Stella for guidance."Heh." Stell

Trey's brow tightened, leaving him momentarily speechless."What? You refuse?" Stella suddenly sat up.Her face, usually full of color, looked genuinely haggard now. She grabbed Trey's hand tightly. "If you had to choose between me and Angela, would you really choose her?""Mom, what are you doing? Why say something like that?" Trey hurried to calm her, well aware of her volatile and extreme temper, afraid she might work herself into another rage."I know Angela harbors some resentment toward you," he added quickly. "Don't worry. I'll talk to her properly.""Talk to her properly?" Stella scoffed. "She hates me to the bone and would love nothing more than to see me drop dead from anger! If that woman really listened to you, would she have driven me to this state? Would she have dragged your private matters out in front of the family elders?"Her words were harsh, but every sentence struck home, cutting straight to Trey's heart.On the surface, he and Angela seemed harmonious, fin