บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Match: บทที่ 571 - บทที่ 580

The young doctor's body stiffened at his words. "What… what do you mean?""Ah," the director said quietly, "Mr. Hunt has a secretory gastric tumor."They had arrived in a rush, so he could only give her a brief explanation for now.The young doctor was responsible solely for monitoring him during this trip. The director, as the attending physician, oversaw all medical decisions. She was there as backup in case anything unexpected happened and needed to be aware of Nick's condition.After reviewing the report, her face paled noticeably.Seeing her on the verge of tears, the director cleared his throat. "I understand your concern, but this isn't like hospitals abroad."In foreign hospitals, they were trained to empathize deeply with patients. When confronted with serious illnesses, they sometimes cried more than the patients themselves.But this wasn't a performance. She truly felt heartache.Nick was such a good man, so young, and yet… afflicted with this disease."What can we

Henry's face shone as he personally introduced Khloe to the international media.He emphasized that Khloe was not just the Morrison family heiress or a billionaire inheritor. Her primary role now was as CEO of Morrison Pharmaceuticals—the future head of the family's commercial empire.Though young and facing inevitable doubts, he fully supported her and hoped everyone would assist and back Khloe.Hearing her grandfather's affirmation, Khloe's eyes glistened. Amid the applause and cheers of the media, she embraced him. Even when Henry had once handed the Morrison family legacy to Niel, the fanfare had never been this grand.It was certain that the media would turn this moment into viral headlines praising Khloe. The public would quickly debate the deep affection between grandfather and granddaughter, marveling at Henry's doting.Yet behind the spectacle, the real success would be the exposure of the family's newly opened luxury hotel brand. Khloe understood her role perfectly—she w

"Madam, we've got good news."As the call connected, the person inside the car withdrew his arm, rolled up the window, and let out a low chuckle."Understood."Clarice ended the call and lowered her gaze to the set of photos that had just come in on her phone.Nick had actually arrived in Naraida this quickly.Spence's people had been keeping Nick under constant watch. But with the strict surveillance in Goldmont, there was no chance to make a move. They could only wait for him to leave the city.Clarice knew very well that as long as Khloe stayed abroad and didn't return home, Nick would eventually lose his patience.It was only a matter of time.Everything was unfolding exactly as she had anticipated.She took a bottle of dry red wine from the cabinet and poured herself half a glass. Before she could savor it, a knock interrupted her.The visitor was one of Henry's people—Delilah."It's quite late. What is it?" Clarice asked."Madam Clarice, Master Henry would like to dis

The bodyguards trailing behind nearly felt their souls leave their bodies, their legs trembling under them.After all, Henry had never been this lenient. Even Michael, the most spoiled grandson, risked a stiff reprimand whenever he displeased Henry.For the servants and attendants, angering him could cost more than a reprimand—it could be life-threatening.But today? Henry simply waved his hand, allowing them to step aside, indulging Khloe with an almost weightless leniency.It was clear: he truly liked her.Henry saw Khloe standing there and smiled warmly, patting the seat beside him. His hoarse voice drifted across the room, slow and deliberate, as he uttered a single word, "Sit."The tone was gentle, yet the aura it carried was entirely different from before—immense, commanding, and impossible to ignore.Khloe hesitated. She studied him for a moment, then glanced to the side at Clarice."Clarice, you're not leaving?"Henry had dismissed everyone else, but had left Clarice b

Khloe's expression shifted, as if a realization had struck her, and she turned her gaze to Henry.He closed his eyes slightly, signaling Clarice to continue.Clarice regarded Khloe's tightly controlled expression and began calmly, "Your father had always been in excellent health. There was no reason for him, at such a young age, to suddenly develop such a severe illness. And this sudden illness struck so violently that he barely had a moment to catch his breath. By the time he sought out you, his daughter, there was no opportunity for a proper meeting."Hearing this, a chill crept up Khloe's spine, and her hands instinctively clenched together.The lawyer who had come to contact her about inheriting the estate had mentioned that the will had been made in haste. Niel, after much consideration, had decided that the lawyer should wait until his death to reach out to her. Even the lawyer had not anticipated how quickly the will would come into effect.Clarice was not lying—Niel's illn