Semua Bab Billionaire's Match: Bab 421 - Bab 430

Angela, despite being heavily drunk, held on tightly, her arms locked firmly around his neck.Kirsten gasped. "Angela! Angela, wake up!""It's okay," Barney said softly, startled for only a moment.He calmly patted her back. There was a quiet strength in his hands, as if imbued with some kind of gentle magic, and gradually, Angela's frantic movements subsided.Barney waited until she was completely still, her breathing even, her body limp as if asleep. Then, he carefully scooped her up in his arms, cradling her horizontally."I'll take her back first.""Okay." Kirsten stood, hurrying to open the door and see them off.It wasn't until Barney secured Angela safely in the car that Kirsten finally spoke."Barney...""Yes?" he replied.Kirsten's heart warmed. She had always cared for Angela, her childhood best friend, and hated seeing her treated so poorly—especially after what Trey and Khloe had done.From the way Barney had handled Angela just now, it was clear he deeply valued

Khloe's words stung far more than a slap, cutting deeper into Michelle's pride."You feel sorry for me? On what grounds? You know perfectly well that things between Nick and you won't work out, and he's already given up on you. And yet, here you are, still clinging onto him. Doesn't that count as obsession?"Michelle fumed, but Khloe ignored her completely and started walking away."Khloe! Don't you want to know why I'm here? I can tell you! It's because Nick doesn't want to see you right now!"Michelle called after her, but Khloe paused only briefly."Why you're here isn't my concern. If I really wanted to know, I'd ask my husband."Michelle opened her mouth again, but Khloe's figure had already faded down the corridor. The lights dimmed, swallowing her up, making every step feel heavy and slow.Inside his room, Nick sat in darkness, the lights off. Only the glow of his phone pierced the black, showing Khloe's missed call—but he didn't dare reach for it. The screen flickered of

Nick turned his head sideways. He stayed silent for a long moment before speaking again. "If you've made up your mind, I'll have Lenny draw up the agreement tomorrow. Whatever conditions you have, if I can meet them, I will."His voice was stripped of any coercion, cold and still as a stagnant pond.Khloe looked at him, a mix of anger and heartache knotting her chest. She let out a bitter smile. "Fine."Nick blinked, seemingly not expecting her to agree so readily. His eyes were darker than the night, lightless and impenetrable."Divorce is fine. But I want a share of your assets. I won't take advantage—of what's under your name, you must give me no less than a third."His thin lips twitched slightly, jaw tight. "Done."Seeing his decisiveness made Khloe's breath catch. "I also want a villa. You promised me a marital home, and I never got to live in it.""Fine," he replied flatly. "Pick whichever one you want."When he didn't react at all, Khloe simply nodded."One last th

"That's because..."Nick didn't hold back anymore. He nodded, then caught sight of the tears brimming in Khloe's eyes, and his composure completely crumbled."That's because I don't want you to fear me... And I don't want you to hate me!"At last, he spoke his truth.All the talk of selfishness, all the talk of reason... it had just been an excuse. What he cared about most was how Khloe saw him.If there ever came a day she despised him, he would rather leave her with the best possible impression—the memory of every happiness they had shared, intact and untarnished."How could I ever hate you? Just because you've been hurt before? Or because of what happened with Michelle?"Michelle and I are very different people. I am afraid... but seeing the person I love lose control, even possibly hurt themselves—how could I not be afraid?"But if I were really someone who would fear you, who would defend against you, I wouldn't have let go when the knife was directed at me!"Her words sh

Otherwise, if Michelle caused any trouble, it would ruin the reconciliation between the couple upstairs. It would be a shameful interruption for a newly mended relationship.After a long moment, Michelle finally rolled down the car window."Miss Keller, it's so late... Aren't you going back?" Lenny asked.But the moment he spoke, he noticed her curled posture, her face pale and strained, her entire demeanor off."Miss Keller...?""My stomach hurts," Michelle muttered softly. "Can you take me back?"Forty minutes later, Lenny delivered Michelle to a five-star hotel not far from the airport.He had initially planned to take her to a hospital, but Michelle refused, insisting it was an old problem. He then thought of sending her home, but she would not hear of it either.This trip had been a secret. Her family didn't know, and neither did her fans. Going home now would mean explanations she couldn't manage—and she had no energy to deal with them.Outside the hotel, Michelle thanke