บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Match: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

"Trey… don't let me down, okay?""Okay."Trey nodded firmly, cupping Angela's face and pressing his lips to hers. But even with his eyes closed, Khloe's face flashed before him.His body trembled. He quickly pulled away from Angela, momentarily at a loss."What's wrong?" Angela asked, anxiety threading her voice as she studied his unsettled expression."Nothing… it's just—tomorrow there's an important project meeting. Khloe's in charge."He turned his head away, avoiding her gaze. Any project under Khloe's name could not proceed without her personally overseeing it. No one else's involvement would suffice. And tomorrow, with their client coming in, if Khloe weren't present, things could easily go awry. The company couldn't afford another blunder."I've looked over the project—it's a key one. The data analysis isn't complicated. I can handle it," Angela said, a small smile of pride tugging at her lips as she opened her laptop to show him her prepared plan.Trey scanned it quic

The team was still editing the project document, unsaved."Ms. Thompson…" One of the junior staff jumped up, startled."Khloe isn't here. Do you think that gives you license to slack off and live off the company? Such a simple project document, and you've been fiddling with it for so long and still can't get it right?""We're sorry, Ms. Thompson, we're speeding up…"Everyone straightened immediately at her voice, but before they could finish, there was a sharp crack—a computer slammed onto the floor at their feet. The screen instantly went blue."Ms. Thompson! What are you doing?!"They scrambled to save it, but it was too late."Sorry, it slipped," Angela said coolly, not even flinching. "But seriously—this garbage proposal? Is this how Khloe usually trains you? A company's project failing isn't one person's fault—it's the collective incompetence of your entire team."Listen carefully. By nine tomorrow morning, I want updated versions of all ongoing project proposals. One mist

Ethan wasn't entirely wrong. The Morrison Group's hold on top talent was legendary; he himself had grinded his way up from the bottom, repeatedly driving the company past critical market milestones before securing his current, powerful seat.For Khloe to seize real control and permanently silence her opposition, the barriers extended far beyond just Ethan and Clarice."Fine," Ethan conceded, his tone deceptively casual."But how can you guarantee that successfully completing this project on my own will grant me the authority to manage the company?" Khloe pressed, her voice calm but incisive.A thin, ironic smile played on Ethan's lips. He had assumed she was ignorant of the finer details, and he was prepared. With a few taps on his phone, a contract instantly appeared on Khloe's desktop monitor: a performance-based agreement."Sign this, and it's binding. Deliver on the project, and you'll have management authority equal to mine," he stated. "Naturally, Mother still retains certai

The moment Stella's words landed, there was a noise at the door—Trey had returned. He'd taken a call in the garage and come up late; he hadn't expected his mother to show up.Trey disliked family interruptions. The Fox household didn't drop by unannounced; if they were to meet, they called first. That was why he'd been bold enough to bring Angela home in the first place.Seeing his mother now, his mind went blank for a beat."Mom… why didn't you tell me you were coming?" he blurted."How long were you planning to hide this from me? No wonder Khloe's been acting strange—so you've been hoarding a mistress!" Stella's anger overflowed; she didn't even bother directing it at Khloe anymore. She struck Trey with her handbag.She had always doted on her son; she would never have laid a hand on Trey if she hadn't been driven absolutely mad.Trey winced. "Mom, calm down. It's not what you think. Angela is just staying here temporarily; Khloe knows, she agreed—""I don't care if Khloe ag

Trey knew he'd been selfish—always blind to Angela's struggles, always letting her bend and compromise while he followed his own whims."I'm sorry." The words felt empty, almost meaningless, yet they were all he could offer.Trey pulled her into his arms. The past few days, with one setback after another, had made him weary of their relationship, the closeness between them dulled by fatigue. But after today's chaos with Stella, something in him surged back—ten years of shared history, unspoken promises, and a love neither time nor circumstance had erased. After all this, he couldn't just give up.Angela said nothing. She pressed herself against him, letting the warmth of his body hold her as soft, shaky sobs escaped. She knew the only anchor she had now was his heart. Even for Pete, she had to win—had to hold on.…Early the next morning, unwilling to see Angela suffer another day, Trey arranged through an agent for Angela to rent a luxurious flat near the Fox residence. He