Alle Kapitel von Billionaire's Match: Kapitel 511 – Kapitel 520

For some reason, Nick said it with a smile—gentle, warm—but the air suddenly felt heavy.Khloe blinked, a sudden ache prickling her nose. "Then I'll grow old with you. But no matter when, in my heart, you'll always be the most handsome man."Nick chuckled quietly, picking up some food for her with casual care.Khloe stared at his face, sensing something slightly off. How could a single meal make her feel both happy and sad at the same time?After dinner, Nick carried her to the sofa, and in the city's most beautiful night, the world seemed to collapse into the warmth of their shared gaze."Khloe, our new house is almost done. Once you're back, we'll set a date for the wedding."Khloe nodded. "Alright. I'll have a wedding specialist pick a good day for us.""Grandma mentioned it too. We can decide together."Thinking of this, Khloe remembered her recent chats with Loretta, when they spoke about Arista.Though Arista knew Khloe and Nick's situation was good, she was still sulkin

"Of course, I remember."Khloe's dark eyes lit up instantly. Every moment with Nick was etched into her memory, and their first meeting was unforgettable.Back then, she had assumed their marriage would be nothing more than a practical alliance—each taking what they needed. Nick had claimed he wasn't interested in her inheritance, that everything was for the sake of family pressure. Now, thinking back, she realized he must have said that to put her at ease.Similarly, Nick had known all along that Khloe had no desire for the Hunt family fortune. They had always kept their finances separate. He had even given her his secondary card, which she hardly ever used."Tell me," Nick's deep voice softened, sending shivers through her bones. It was a voice that was both masculine and infinitely gentle, dangerously seductive in its warmth."It wasn't just because your family wanted us to get married," she said."You were interested in me and looking for an excuse to marry me, weren't you?"

Winnie didn't even have time to react.When she finally collected herself, she realized there was nothing to thank him for. If anything, she felt worried she might have almost messed things up again.Dealing with Ethan could only be done head-on; there was no other way. Yet today, Michael had been stunningly composed—like a mature adult.She recalled how, back then, the little tyrant she knew had always been insecure at his core, despite his bravado. Today, he had only smiled lightly, exuding that calm, confident air."You did really well today," Michael said suddenly, casually, almost out of nowhere. "Sometimes we can't clash openly because of our positions, but I think… if you could still say what you wanted to say, like you used to, that would feel even better."Winnie blinked, slightly caught off guard.She said nothing. Michael was just being thoughtful—offering her comfort. Compared to others at Morrison Group—from Khloe to Michael, even Charlotte—she always felt a step beh

Michael's words fell like hammer strikes.He fixed his gaze on Mr. Olson, calm yet utterly commanding, and the intensity of his stare was almost suffocating.Mr. Olson felt a flutter of unease in his chest. Michael was, after all, a member of the Morrison family. No one wanted to offend him—and if the situation escalated, it would bring shame and give Winnie an opening to exploit.Mrs. Olson fumed inwardly. How could she have expected Michael to care so much about Winnie? Even if they dared to force her, there was no way they could take on Michael too."Mr. Olson, I must remind you," Michael said steadily, "Winnie is not just an employee at Morrison Group. She is also Khloe's friend."And Khloe has the backing of not only the Morrison Group but also the Hunt family. You wouldn't want to offend a whole group of people over one person, would you?"Michael's words hit their mark. He could see the doubt flicker across Mr. Olson's face and had already guessed the reason behind the Ols

Winnie's legs seemed no longer under her control. They carried her obediently after Michael.Mr. Olson flared with anger and called out to Winnie again.Before she could react, Michael turned back to face him."Oh, and please return Winnie's phone."As he spoke, Michael extended his hand toward the man.Mr. Olson hesitated, clenched his jaw, and reluctantly handed over the phone. Then he turned to Winnie again. "Are you really going to leave with Michael? Once you walk out that door, do you know what consequences you'll face?"Winnie's mind was already in chaos, but Michael did not stop. Almost forcibly, he dragged her out of the Olson residence. He left her no room to retreat and no longer asked for her consent.Only when they stepped outside the gate did the night wind hit her face—cold and sharp, yet strangely liberating.That sense of release lasted only a few seconds before it was smothered again by the shadow that followed.Winnie snapped back to herself and shook off Mi