บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Match: บทที่ 221 - บทที่ 230

"Trey!" Angela parted her lips in disbelief. "Do you have any conscience at all, saying something like that?"She had borne him a child and endured years of blame and criticism from the Fox family. After finally securing even the smallest bit of standing in the household, he was now dumping every problem squarely on her shoulders!"I'm done talking. My head hurts."Trey pressed his fingers to his brow. He had no desire to argue with Angela anymore.But Angela refused to let go. "Trey, you're not allowed to leave tonight. If you do, I'll take Pete and leave tomorrow!""Stop making a scene.""Fine. Then I'll go ask Dad to judge for us! Are we supposed to live apart for the rest of our lives as husband and wife?"The more Trey tried to de-escalate, the more aggressive Angela became. Hardened with confirmation, she turned and headed straight for Arthur.Of course, Trey couldn't let her go to his father again. He grabbed her and pinned her against the wall.His movements were uncha

"Stop working for Khloe. Work for me instead. Whether you want to focus on your career or you want money, I can give you whatever you want."The moment Ethan finished speaking, Charlotte's pupils widened slightly.Her patience had reached its limit. Taking advantage of the instant he relaxed, she shoved him away with all her strength, twisted free from beneath him, and ran."I won't betray Khloe! If you try to use this against me to threaten me… I'll report you—for rape!"Ethan had taken intimate photos of them. Charlotte, still innocent and inexperienced, felt so humiliated she wanted to disappear.She knew perfectly well that Ethan wasn't truly interested in her. He was only trying to use her to get at Khloe.She had agonized over it all night, unsure what to do. But seeing Ethan's face now, she decided to face everything head-on."Go ahead," he said coolly. "Report me if you want. But do you have any evidence? If a scandal breaks out, who do you think can afford it? You—or me

He was the very man who, at the Morrison family's banquet the night before, had publicly brought up her past with Trey.It seemed today's incident had everything to do with Clarice and Ethan.Still, if they truly meant to come after her so viciously, there was no need to choose such an occasion. With so many people around, at most, she would have been injured.Unless… Michelle was behind this.Khloe couldn't shake the feeling that Michelle's self-sacrificing act—throwing herself in harm's way to save her—was a little too much.Yet, Michelle's injuries were undeniably severe. She had lost a great deal of blood when she was brought to the hospital, nearly going into shock.If it were all for show, would she really have gone that far?Before Khloe could sort through her thoughts, members of the Keller family arrived.It was Michelle's mother and her second uncle.Both looked stricken with worry. When Michelle's mother asked Khloe about what had happened, tears immediately welled

Their eyes met for only a brief moment, yet Khloe instantly understood what he meant.Nick said, his tone uncommonly gentle, "The kindness the Keller family—and Michelle in particular—once showed me is something I have always kept in my heart. If there ever comes a day when I can repay it, I will not be stingy."Then his tone shifted, firm and precise. "However, that repayment should not—and will not—be built on my personal relationship with Michelle. I don't wish to create unnecessary misunderstandings or further entanglements."Nick's principled words left Michelle's mother and uncle with nothing more to say, as if they had just been pressing the issue without reason."Michelle, if there's anything you want to say, you can say it here. Khloe is my wife. There is nothing I can't say in front of her. If you find that inconvenient—"As his words fell, Nick turned slightly and gestured to Lenny behind him. "Lenny can handle any of your needs on my behalf."Nick's cold decisiveness

Nick let out a low, amused chuckle, his fingertip brushing against the corner of Khloe's mouth, lightly tracing it. "Want to see if I can really protect you? You can try, but let's see if I can clear everything around you so thoroughly that not even a strand of your hair gets hurt."The words were clearly flirtatious, but for some reason, as Khloe gazed into his eyes, a faint chill ran down her spine. It wasn't a joke—there was something almost disturbingly possessive lurking beneath, buried deep in some shadowy, inaccessible corner.That night, Nick's phone buzzed incessantly. Khloe was woken by the noise and nudged him. His hands had been wrapped around her waist the whole time; only after a moment did he lift them to reach the nightstand and silence the phone. He did it with his eyes closed, pressing the screen into shutdown."Is it urgent? Should you answer?" Khloe asked, still sleepy.He drew her close again, his low voice rumbled, "Sleep."The next morning, Khloe woke to fin