All Chapters of Billionaire's Match: Chapter 691 - Chapter 700

Khloe could no longer keep her composure. She tried to stay calm, but tears ran freely down her cheeks.Nick, already near the edge of madness, yanked the man toward her. "You said we could switch seats, right? Then sit—now!"The muzzle of his gun pressed hard against the man's temple, the force enough to pierce his skull."Switch seats? You've got some nerve. Any tiny mistake and everyone dies… and since I'm about to die anyway, why should I listen to you?"Even under Nick's brutal pressure, the man's voice remained calm. Fear was there, but he was, after all, a man used to risking his life. If the final moment came, he figured he might as well die on his own terms.Noah, worried Nick might act rashly, intervened. "He won't cooperate. Killing him won't help, and moving seats is far too risky."Khloe's breathing grew erratic. She clutched her seat and closed her eyes, trying to calm her fear.Noah noticed her pale, strained face and tried to reassure her. "Breathe in, breathe ou

Now, Noah couldn't be sure how much time was left.Noah reported the situation honestly. Nick immediately turned to Khloe. "Khloe, take Ryan and get off the bus. Go somewhere safe.""No… no, I want to stay with you…" Khloe said without a second thought.Before she could finish, Nick pressed his lips to hers in a deep, lingering kiss. It was bitter, like a farewell.Khloe struggled for a moment, and he gently nibbled her lower lip—not hard enough to hurt, just enough to ground her."For the baby, and for me, you have to protect yourself now."He cupped her face, fingers threading through her hair. "When it comes to those who would hurt us, we cannot be soft. We cannot give up. You've always been strong. You will continue to be strong."The more Nick spoke, the harder it was for Khloe to stay composed.At that moment, a dazzling set of headlights cut through the darkness.Ryan flinched and ducked behind Noah. "Noah… is it them again? The ones who tried to kill me?"Khloe and th

On the way back, Khloe's stomach churned violently, and she kept dry-heaving. The adrenaline from the earlier ordeal had finally caught up with her body. Cold sweat drenched her, and every time she closed her eyes, the image of the bus exploding flashed before her.A gnawing sense of dread tightened in her chest. Regret pierced her like a blade—she had left Nick behind."Lenny… please, let's go back…" she whispered, her voice trembling.Lenny's mind was a storm of anxiety as well. He worried for Nick's safety, but they themselves were still in danger. Those terrorists could very well pursue them at any moment. For Khloe's sake, his first priority had to be getting her to a safe place."Madam, please don't worry. Sir will be fine, I promise!" Lenny said firmly.There was no sign he intended to slow down. On the contrary, he pressed the accelerator even harder, racing along the road.Khloe's phone had already died. Communication in Naraida was slow, and the police were unreliable—p

Henry's smile was all surface, his lips curling without warmth as he scrutinized Arista.No wonder Khloe was so devoted to the Hunt family. Every time she mentioned them, it was all praise and admiration. Indeed, the Hunt family knew how to manipulate hearts and minds.A child like Khloe, who grew up without parents, would naturally be drawn to a family that radiated warmth and care. But he had seen enough of life in powerful families to know the truth: even amidst family bonds, human selfishness, calculation, and greed could devour every ounce of genuine affection. There was no true love—only fleeting obsession.Nick's attachment to Khloe was just a temporary infatuation. And Arista, a stepmother, wasn't exactly in a position to claim concern for Khloe."So what do you want me to do? Should I, perhaps, wait until Khloe's wedding and set aside part of my estate as a wedding gift?" Arista's tone dripped with irony. She caught Henry's subtle mockery and let out a bitter laugh.Befor

At the mention of her baby, Khloe froze.She lowered her head, her hand instinctively brushing over her still-flat belly. Here, a new life was growing—her and Nick's shared bloodline, perhaps the only remnant of him left for her… her last tether to hope.The weight of grief, coupled with the instinct of motherhood, tore at her from within. Finally, she covered her face and wept in silence. Like a small, battered creature with nowhere to turn, she was consumed by sorrow, utterly desolate.Ralph watched her, heart heavy with helplessness. There was nothing he could do. Even words of comfort felt pale and powerless. All he could offer was his presence, a temporary anchor for her to release her emotions safely.Time passed—how long, he couldn't tell—before Khloe lifted her head. Her eyes were red and swollen, yet her gaze had hardened with resolve. She looked at Ralph and said, "Help me."Ralph asked, "What do you need me to do?""Confirm those bodies… as soon as possible," Khloe's v