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.

his phone buzzed. Lenny had sent him a video. He glanced at Khloe, curled in the corner of the seat, slipping gradually into a heap. Unsure if

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

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