Semua Bab Billionaire's Match: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Khloe understood well enough. They'd only met once before—there was no real connection between them. His coming here tonight could only mean one thing: Nick was giving her respect, showing her she mattered.Still, she couldn't help feeling touched.From the corner of his eye, Nick noticed the distance in her expression. His mind drifted back to the night before. Khloe had suddenly sent him a message, and he hadn't known how to respond. He rarely interacted with women and had no idea how to behave with someone he was meant to be engaged to.So he'd asked Lenny for advice.Lenny told him, "When a woman messages first, it usually means she's saying, 'I miss you.'"Nick was a man of action—decisive, straightforward. If she missed him, then he would simply come see her.And so, as soon as work ended, he boarded a flight to Celosia.The way Nick and Khloe leaned close, talking softly, drew quiet attention from nearby tables. No one dared to stare outright, but curiosity hummed thr

Fortunately, a few waiters and security guards rushed over in time to separate them. Veronica was pulled upright by those around her.Michael was there too. He'd come precisely because he worried something like this might happen to Khloe. He never cared for such social gatherings, but tonight, he made an exception.The moment he arrived, he took off his jacket and draped it over Khloe's shoulders, then turned to glare coldly at Veronica."Veronica," he said sharply, "this isn't the Olson family's territory. Even if you want to throw a tantrum, know who you're dealing with. Are you trying to make the Olsons and Morrisons enemies by going after Khloe like this?""Michael," Veronica shot back, her face flushed. "This is between me and Khloe. It has nothing to do with you—or your family. Move."But her voice trembled. Seeing the way people stood around Khloe, protecting her, she grew even more frustrated, helpless and frightened. Her anger crumbled, and tears started spilling down her

Working with the Morrison Group was clearly out of the Fox Group's league. But if there were changes within the company—especially a shift in leadership—then maybe, just maybe, there would be a chance.Trey stopped walking. He pulled out his phone and looked up the latest information. There was nothing about the Morrison heiress. Not a single photo, not even a trace online. She was said to be mysterious—never once had she appeared publicly in the country.He suddenly remembered an old class group chat. He scrolled back through it for a long time, but the image that had once been sent there had expired.Meanwhile, under the escort of her bodyguards, Khloe entered the underground parking lot through the VIP passage. She and Michael left in separate vans. Michael had already arranged for the reporters outside the terminal to be cleared out, so when Khloe's car exited the garage, the area beyond was completely empty.Then, just as they reached the exit, her van came to a sudden stop.

Angela's heart ached, and anger rose sharp in her chest. Her eyes reddened, and before she could stop herself, tears spilled over. She shot Trey a fierce look, gathered Pete in her arms, and turned away without a word."Angela—" he called after her desperately.But after taking only a few steps, he stopped. He couldn't bring himself to follow.The frustration in him coiled into something darker. He turned instead toward the house staff, his voice suddenly cold."When did Khloe move out? Why was I not informed?"The servants stood trembling, heads bowed. One finally stammered out the truth.Khloe had packed up her things several days ago. She'd instructed them not to bother Trey, saying he was busy and shouldn't be disturbed over trivial matters.Several days ago?Trey's stomach sank. That was right after Angela had moved in.So Khloe had left because of that. She was angry after all.Upstairs, Angela held her crying son close, tears still streaking her own face. She had sob

Even if Trey asked Khloe to die for him, she probably wouldn't have flinched.Had all that love been a lie?…After spending the entire day wrestling with matters at Morrison Group, Khloe finally returned home at dusk.Big companies were always trouble. If she hadn't prepared in advance, those old men at the shareholders' meeting would've eaten her alive.Her phone buzzed suddenly. It was Tina Boswell—an old friend she hadn't heard from in years.Tina had just returned to the country, she said, and wanted to see her. There happened to be a class reunion that night, and she hoped Khloe would come out for a drink.Back in university, Tina had been the one she was closest to in the dorm. They'd worked part-time jobs together, pulled all-nighters before exams, and used to promise each other half-jokingly that if one of them ever got rich, they'd never forget the other.After graduation, though, Tina went to work abroad, while Khloe chose to stay—chose Trey—and settled into being