Semua Bab Billionaire's Match: Bab 941 - Bab 950

Lenny spoke, and Michelle had no choice but to reach out to him again.Her gaze inevitably dropped to his chest muscles. In the back of her mind, Estelle's words popped up, 'Don't you find him handsome?'Lenny was heavily drunk; his movements were sluggish and unsteady.Michelle had planned to let him clean up alone in the bedroom and change his clothes. But after a long while without a sound, she peeked inside, only to find him collapsed on the floor again. His soaked shirt lay discarded beside him.With a sigh, Michelle propped him against the edge of the bed, grabbed a dry towel, and carefully began patting him down.Lenny's eyes were closed. He seemed to be asleep, showing no reaction to her movements.Her gaze lingered on his chiseled upper body. His defined chest and abdominal muscles rose and fell with each breath, and the longer she looked, the more her blood seemed to rush to her head.Michelle's movements abruptly froze. She suddenly realized that Lenny's pants were co

"Which guy from your university?"Hearing Estelle had tried to set Michelle up only made Mrs. Keller more excited. She tugged Michelle to sit beside her and started asking questions in detail.Michelle sighed inwardly. There was no avoiding it—she had to mention Edward.Mrs. Keller's expression shifted as she recalled. "Oh, him… I think you liked him back in the day? How's his family? And his career now…""Mom, he's a player. I don't like him."To prevent any further trouble, Michelle blurted it out bluntly.The moment Mrs. Keller heard this, her tone changed instantly. "No way! You have every right to be angry if a friend introduces someone like that to you."She patted her daughter's hand reassuringly, a small, knowing smile tugging at her lips. "Besides, you and Ralph are doing well, aren't you? I think he suits you in every way. You…""Ugh! I told you, Ralph and I aren't compatible! We're just friends! How many times do I have to say it?"Just the mention of Ralph made Mic

Desperate to give their daughter a chance, the elderly couple could do nothing but plead with Barney for help.Barney had once been close to Angela, and they had even met with her lawyer. Angela had told them that Barney shared a blood relation with Khloe. If Barney could persuade Khloe to show leniency, Angela might only serve a few years before being released.Angela promised that once she was free, she would care for her parents and for Pete properly, and would never act recklessly again.Seeing their daughter begging so pitifully, the couple cast aside all pride. Even if it meant humiliation, they had to try.Angela's mother couldn't hold back her tears. She crouched down, cradling Pete in her arms."Mr. Lemont, Angela knows she was wrong. Pete is still so young, and we have no other children… I beg you, please… please, and Khloe. Let us make amends. Can't you give her just one more chance?"Pete, held by his grandmother, sobbed as he added his own plea. "Uncle Barney… please

In the end, Khloe couldn't bring herself to be truly ruthless.Nick had been right—if she couldn't let go, there was no reason to force herself.She couldn't forgive her mother for abandoning her. She couldn't accept that Barney, as her brother, had colluded with Angela against her. Yet, at the same time, she couldn't simply watch a family member die.Before coming to the hospital, Khloe had wrestled with herself. Maybe walking away silently would spare her and Barney the awkwardness of facing each other again. But Nick had seen through her thoughts.He knew what Khloe wanted wasn't decisiveness; she just couldn't untangle the knot in her heart, couldn't persuade herself to confront it."Everyone has their faults and struggles," Nick had said. "You don't have to forgive anyone, and you mustn't be hard on yourself."Her mother's abandonment wasn't forgivable, but it had already doomed her to a life of pain she could not redeem herself from—she had already faced her own reckoning.

"You…"Nick had always respected other people's privacy, but this time, he felt a flicker of annoyance toward Lenny.Khloe quickly cut in. "Don't worry about it. If he doesn't want to say, that's fine—it's not a big deal. Lenny, could you pour me a glass of orange juice?""Yes, ma'am." Lenny knew she had just saved him from an awkward moment and immediately went to do as asked.The moment he left, Nick pulled his hand back from Khloe's firm grip with a sigh. "I know him. He must have been… bullied.""By Michelle?" Khloe asked softly.Nick's voice turned cold. "Who else?"Earlier that day, Nick had called Michelle. Michelle, already back in Goldmont City, had rushed to ask after Lenny's condition when she heard he'd taken sick leave. Only then did Nick learn that Lenny had almost drunk himself into alcohol poisoning the night before.But Michelle hadn't wanted to talk. She'd found an excuse to hang up quickly, leaving a faint trace of guilt behind."Lenny's personality is cheer