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By now, Khloe had calmed herself, her fear settling into a sharp, calculating clarity. Her mind raced, analyzing every possibility.The man on the other end hadn't even bothered to disguise his voice with a voice changer. He wasn't someone she knew.Anyone who knew the nature of her relationship with Barney had to either be someone close to her or someone who had been watching her in secret.Her enemies were now few—only one remained: Lacuna. Before leaving, Noah had warned her to be vigilant against the remnants of the underground organization still lurking in Goldmont City.Khloe and Nick had kept an unusually low profile in recent weeks, always alert, leaving no openings. These maniacs must have realized they couldn't get to her, so they had shifted their target to Barney instead.If she called the police now, Barney wouldn't survive. And the kidnappers might not even be caught. The wedding would be ruined as well.Khloe said nothing. Silence, in this case, was tacit consent.

"What? Leave it be?"Charlotte and Winnie were stunned.Was that really what Nick had said?Winnie couldn't help blurting out, "Has Nick gone mad? That's Khloe! That's his wife!"Seeing Winnie's volume spike, Michael quickly pressed her against his chest to calm her.Meanwhile, Michelle and Ralph arrived, having also heard the news from Arista and Loretta. The elders were already a nervous mess.Oscar had just suggested calling the police—forget the wedding for now, the priority was finding Khloe. But the moment the suggestion was made, Nick had it blocked.When Michelle arrived, the Hunt family elders had gone to find Nick."I remember—Lucas's network is quite powerful. Can't we get him to help?" Michael suddenly thought of Lucas. He had heard Khloe mention that Lucas's underground intelligence was top-notch. Previously, when Clarice and Lacuna aimed to harm Nick, it was Lucas who handled things behind the scenes.Now, with the wedding, Lucas's people were already deployed in

Khloe's voice cut through the warehouse, echoing sharply off the walls.The men froze for a few seconds. One of them set the phone down and gestured to his companion to check on Barney.The man probed Barney's carotid artery and sneered. "Timely… another few minutes and he'll be gone forever."Without hesitation, he injected the antidote directly into Barney's arm.Dropping the syringe, he turned to Khloe with a mocking shrug. "Well, Khloe, see? We keep our word. Promise delivered.""Don't let her get away! Otherwise, she'll take revenge on you—and what about Barney? How could you—"Angela screamed, seeing Barney receive the antidote.But before her words even fell, a sharp slap cracked across her face."Shut the hell up! You think you get a say here?"Tears sprang immediately to Angela's eyes. Fear kept her silent; she could only cover her face, humiliated and trembling. She knew the truth—these people might let Barney go, but Khloe? No chance. Today was her death sentence, n

They had made a pact in advance: if a life-threatening situation arose, removing the veil would be the signal.So when Nick saw Khloe on the surveillance footage step out of the car and lift her veil, he immediately sprang into action.Angela couldn't believe what she was seeing. After all her scheming, Khloe was still alive!Outside the warehouse, the wail of approaching police sirens grew louder.Soon, reinforcements rushed in and handcuffed Angela. The cold steel biting her wrists made her erupt into hysterical laughter."Khloe? You think you've won? Your wedding is ruined! In front of the whole country, you two have become a joke! The Hunt family is a joke, the Morrison family is a joke! Everyone's a joke!"Even as they dragged her away, Angela spat out her vitriol, straining every last ounce of energy to lash at Khloe."Really? Then why don't you open your phone and watch the livestream now?"Khloe drew a deep, steadying breath. Watching Angela, she suddenly found the othe

Khloe was overwhelmed. She pressed a flurry of kisses against Nick's neck."Today's wedding… I'll never forget it. Even when I'm old and gray, I'll remember every second.""You're right," Nick said, still catching his breath, a wry smile tugging at his lips. "But my heart's still racing… next time—"He exhaled deeply and shook his head with a bitter smile. "No… there won't be a next time. Even for us, once is enough."Hearing that, Khloe quickly rubbed his chest. "Should we go to the hospital? Get you checked out?""No way. Missing our own wedding would make me feel even worse.""But… we're not going to make it on time…" Khloe frowned. Even if they rushed back, the drive would take over half an hour. Her dress was a mess, and she'd need to change."It's okay. We've still got time."Seeing her confused look, Nick handed her his phone. On the livestream, a cultural segment was playing."How…?""Today, the Royal Palace cultural team added a lottery giveaway. It was supposed to r