Billionaire's Match

Chapter 69 Nick's question was blunt, leaving Khloe momentarily startled. "It's not that I don't like it, it's just... we-" "I've never once had a gift returned to me." Nick interrupted, his voice tinged with a cold authority that made the air seem heavier. "Then..." "If you don't like it, throw it away." His tone remained even, but the weight of someone used to command pressed down like a tangible force. Khloe hesitated, then smiled faintly. "Then I'll keep it. The ring is beautiful-brighter than anything I've seen at jewelry exhibitions. Thank you, Mr. Hunt, I really like it. "But...

having received something so valuable from you, I feel it's only proper to give a return gift. May I ask- what do you usually like? I want to give you something in return." She added quickly, not wanting to seem distant, "Even though it's an arranged marriage, I don't want to feel like I'm always indebted. A gift in return makes things easier between us." Nick, unusually, didn't brush it off as he often would with a curt "no need." He only said softly, "No need to trouble yourself." But Khloe persisted. "No, really. I'd feel unsettled otherwise.

disappoint you." He studied her serious gaze for a moment and finally said, "Sure." Her eyes curved into a small, satisfied smile. "Once I pick it out, I'll send it to you. You know, Mr. Hunt, you're easier to get along with than I thought. I heard from Uncle Oscar that you were strict, but you're actually quite approachable." It wasn't flattery; it was sincere. Though his expression remained neutral, Nick had no pretension-he was

reminded, "Breakfast's getting cold." Khloe hurriedly picked up her fork and took small bites of her dessert. When they finished, Nick glanced at the time and instructed Lenny, "Prepare the car. Send Miss Roswell back." " That afternoon, Khloe received a call. "Miss Roswell, this is the Emeritus Investment Group. We'd like to add 30 million to your current project." "30 million?" Khloe blinked, surprised. "We haven't even been in contact. Are you sure?" "Absolutely. We trust your

froze, hand gripping the contract. Suddenly, everything made sense. The bold doubling of investment this morning? It was Nick's