Semua Bab Billionaire's Match: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Khloe hesitated for a long moment, her thumb hovering over the screen before she finally typed out a message: [Mr. Hunt, are you still awake?]The message was sent, but it sank like a stone. She stared at her phone for twenty minutes. No reply.Yet, his social media feed showed he had posted just a minute ago.He was online. He was just ignoring her.Khloe wasn't trying to be pushy. But with wolves circling from every direction, she felt a deep-seated unease. This marriage alliance was her safety net, and she had to treat it with the same strategic diligence as a business deal. If he wouldn't make the first move, then she would.Suddenly, her phone lit up.Her heart leapt—she thought it was Nick. She snatched it up, only to see Trey's name flashing on the screen.Her thumb slipped, and the call connected before she could reject it.It was too late. His voice was already coming through the speaker."Khloe, you haven't been answering my messages. Are you still upset?"His tone

Trey sent the money without a single word.Khloe let out a soft, derisive laugh.She knew his game. This silent, grand gesture was just another calculated move to manipulate her emotions. He wanted her to read into it, to imagine some profound meaning in his "generosity."She had asked for shares. He refused, but sending this money gave him an easy way out. Wasn't he just offering himself a graceful exit?The moment she softened, the moment a flicker of guilt appeared, Trey would once again become the magnanimous husband, and she would be expected to fall back in line, sacrificing without complaint.But those cheap tricks, once enough to fool her, no longer held any power.And her instincts were right. Trey waited all night, certain that once she saw the money, she would be the first to break the silence.She never did.…On her end, Khloe was far from idle. After dismissing the transfer notifications, she noticed another alert.It was a reply from Nick, sent twenty minutes e

It was Khloe's first time facing such a high-stakes crowd, and no matter how hard she tried to steady herself, nerves clawed at her insides."Who is she? Shouldn't Ethan or Clarice be representing Morrison Group?""Haven't you heard? She's Niel's illegitimate daughter. Word is she lucked into a fortune worth hundreds of billions.""Have the Morrison family lost their minds? What does she know about business? Letting her give a speech is a joke.""Looks like Morrison Group is in chaos. An unqualified outsider as the heir… they're finished.""Look at her, all dolled up like she's treating this place as a runway show.""…"Whispers swirled through the hall, growing louder and more brazen. Khloe stood frozen before the microphone, her mind a blank slate, her hands stiff at her sides.Then, a single, sharp sound cut through the murmur—firm, deliberate applause.It was Michael.He led the clapping, and a handful of others, seeing his cue, reluctantly joined in. The scattered, hesit

Winnie hadn't intervened out of kindness. Earlier, in the restroom, she had overheard Veronica scheming with her friends.She simply couldn't stand to let Veronica win.…And besides, Khloe was Michael's cousin.The memory of how protectively Michael had shielded Khloe the night before—as if Winnie were some kind of threat—still stung."Thank you for your help, Miss Olson," Khloe said softly, "but… I think I'll sit here."Turning back to the table, she pulled out the empty chair and sat down as if it had been hers all along."Khloe, who do you think you are? You can't just sit anywhere you want! Have you no manners at all?"Veronica lost her composure, her voice rising to a shrill pitch."I'll admit, I don't know much about banquet etiquette," Khloe said evenly, a faint, unruffled smile on her lips, "because this is, in fact, my first time at an event of this caliber."The sheer calm with which she owned the insult left Veronica momentarily speechless."But," Khloe continued s

Nick was a man who never spared anyone's feelings—and he was famously indifferent to women.Even at his age, when most men were settled with families, no one in the Hunt family dared pressure him about marriage.And yet now, after Khloe had effectively taken his seat, he hadn't shown a flicker of anger. Instead, he had calmly, almost cordially, asked for her proposed solution.Under his penetrating gaze, Khloe felt the pressure intensify. But she drew a steadying breath and answered with quiet composure, "Respect the situation and turn a mistake into an opportunity."She paused awhile, her eyes scanning the long, spacious banquet table."There's more than enough room here. Adding one place setting is simple. The organizers can arrange a seat of equal standing for Mr. Hunt right beside me. This way, the dignity of Morrison Group is upheld, Mr. Hunt's magnanimity is displayed, and the organizers demonstrate their flexibility and sincerity in handling a crisis. Isn't that far better