All Chapters of Billionaire's Match: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Michael didn't respond to Winnie. "I'll drive you home. I'll explain today's events to Mr. Olson as well. You won't get any complaints."Hearing this, Winnie's expression softened just a little.The drive was silent. Winnie kept glancing at Michael as he drove, noticing how he occasionally rubbed his arm. She remembered the way he had seemed hurt earlier. The words hovered on her tongue all the way, yet she didn't say a thing.Forget it. It wasn't her business. A small injury wouldn't kill him. Besides, she wasn't exactly a good person; it was normal to have no sympathy.But even though she didn't speak, Michael drove to a nearby 24-hour pharmacy. Seeing him get out made Winnie's chest tighten. Had the injury been that bad?When he returned, she immediately turned her head away."Here."Winnie froze. The bottle in his hand wasn't a painkiller or bandages—it was a hangover remedy."I'm fine," she said, her voice softening despite herself, her chest tightening. He was concerned a

Ethan couldn't swallow his frustration. Never in his life had he misjudged someone like this—especially only to be outplayed by a woman.Ethan tugged at his tie and strode toward the elevator, but halfway there, Khloe stepped directly into his path."Ethan, aren't we about to meet the partners? Where are you rushing off to?"Khloe wore a black-and-white plaid retro Chanel-style dress, paired with five-centimeter black heels with red soles. Her long hair was tied neatly, walking with a purpose that seemed to command the air around her. Her aura was both bold and captivating, her smile soft yet somehow chilling, even stronger than the first time they had met.Hearing her, Ethan's lips curved into a slight smile. "Had a small issue just now, but you're right. The meeting's about to start. I'll deal with it afterward."They walked side by side into the reserved conference room.The room was large, but conveniently—or inconveniently—located near the public area, meaning the soundproof

"I investigated you, of course," Khloe said. "And yes, I exposed what I thought could damage your relationships. Ethan, surely you know this better than anyone—you invested in Trey's company to put me in an awkward position, to undermine my relationship with the Hunt family, didn't you?"Her words were unflinching, delivered with a warm, deceptively innocent smile that made Ethan's anger nearly boil over. For the first time, someone had truly rattled him.Unable to restrain himself, he let out a short, sharp laugh. "You really think that with a few words and no evidence, you could make me doubt my mother? Khloe, don't be so naive!"Khloe just smiled, saying nothing. Ethan's repeated insistence revealed his insecurity. He wasn't foolish—playing mind games with him would never be as effective as a direct threat."Ethan, stop provoking me." Khloe's gaze lingered on him, her voice dropping a few octaves. Though naturally soft and sweet, it carried a chill that made the hairs on his arm

Charlotte felt her eyes grow warm; she had been shaken by his words, and immediately looked to Khloe for support.Seeing her reaction, Ethan's anger flared even more. Charlotte had always seemed so bold—daring to cross him—but now, after offending him, she was whining like a helpless little puppy?"Charlotte, if you've got guts, take me to court. And while you're at it, do your job properly. Khloe might protect you now, but she won't protect you forever."Ethan's threat was raw and cutting, the coldness in his teeth-toned voice sharp enough to feel like it could crush her bones. Charlotte's heart sank—but Khloe, enraged by Ethan, stepped forward."Ethan, have you forgotten what I said in the meeting?""Khloe, will you ever stop?" he snapped. He knew better than to push her too far—she held evidence of some of his dealings for Clarice. If she decided to use it, he would be in serious trouble.Yet, no one had ever humiliated him like this before. Especially with Charlotte now bitin

Khloe felt her ears burn and gave Nick a gentle push. "Time to go."The forty-plus-minute drive seemed to pass in an instant.Along the way, Khloe instinctively leaned into Nick, hugging him tightly. She already felt a pang of reluctance. They would be apart for just one week, but it felt unbearably long. She buried her face in the hollow of his neck, savoring the crisp, intoxicating scent of him."Nick," she murmured, her voice low and heavy, "I'm going to miss you.""Then I won't go." Nick tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer into his chest, his chin brushing the top of her hair.At his words, a glimmer of light flickered in Khloe's eyes—but she knew he wasn't joking. He could very well turn the car around and go back. "No… work is important." She couldn't be selfish; the matters keeping him away for a week were significant.Nick teased, a smirk in his low, serious voice, "At worst, I won't be Hunt Group's CEO. You can take care of me."Even knowing he was jokin