Billionaire's Match

Chapter 66 Nick's words reached Khloe's ears, and she murmured a reply. Nick thought of how she had been pressed close against his chest just moments ago. His voice dropped, low and controlled, "You're not asleep?" "I... I was so tired earlier I could barely keep my eyes open... but I knew, Mr. Hunt, that you were here." Khloe tilted her head back, eyes still heavy and barely open, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "I don't know how you got here, but with you... I don't think anyone could dare hurt me now... I just want to rest a bit..." The alcohol muddled her thoughts.

She spoke without coherence, saying whatever came to mind, but the meaning was clear. Something stirred in Nick. She trusted him-truly trusted him. And the word "hurt" lingered in his mind, filling him with a flicker of guilt. "Sorry, I'm late." "Not late... just in time." Khloe pressed her dry lips together, voice thick with haze. "I finished everything... now I can rest." "Rest here, with me?" "Mhm." He asked casually, and she murmured her assent, her voice soft and unsteady. A smile threatened his lips.

video. He glanced at Khloe, curled in the corner of the seat, slipping gradually into a heap. Unsure if she was asleep, he slipped on his headphones and watched. The footage made his expression darken instantly. The men in the private room had been

He set the phone aside, his voice low and firm as he spoke her name again. After a long moment, she murmured a faint "Mm." "Come here." She stirred, perhaps understanding, but didn't move, mumbling incoherently. "Why didn't you tell me the Morrison family

on herself. That independence, that relentless self-reliance, made her different. No one else could ever be completely selfless, could ever give so 1/2 Chapter 66 much and ask for nothing. +25 Bonus On the journey back, Khloe finally drifted into sleep. Nick brought her back to his estate, having the staff prepare a room in advance. Two maids assisted her with