Billionaire's Match

Chapter 81 Nick's eyes sharpened, a sudden clarity dawning upon him. Without hesitation, he dialed Khloe's number. "Hello?... Mr. Hunt?" At that moment, Khloe was sitting at the table with Grandpa and Grandma Orsen, eating. Hearing the name, the two elders instantly froze, holding their breath, careful not to betray anything. Khloe didn't notice, merely nodding. "Yes... it's... how did you know?" she asked, her voice steady. Nick wasted no time. He asked whether the two elders had visited her today. "Do you know where they are right now?" his voice cut through the line again.

Khloe glanced at the two elders. They were suddenly sitting straighter, shaking their heads frantically at her. "I... we've... parted ways," she said, hesitation threading her voice-a small, guilty lie. Nick didn't press further; he hung up. But even through that brief call, Khloe's mind began piecing things together. "You... could it be... Nick's your grandson?" Her gaze flicked to the elders, especially Grandpa Orsen. The resemblance was unmistakable-facial structure, brows, eyes-all echoing Nick's features. But the surname, Orsen... was different from Nick's surname.

sense. "Miss Roswell... truthfully, we are... Nick's grandparents," the elderly lady said, a flush of embarrassment coloring her words. She could no longer hide it and decided to tell Khloe everything. They had come this time to arrange Khloe's engagement with Nick. The

family would have received the congratulatory notice. They had meticulously planned everything in secret, guarding against leaks, all for Nick. "Our dear grandson... he's perfect in every way, but he's slow when

this time, you won't be slighted. Don't worry, Nick is filial. If he can't find us tomorrow, he'll come." Once the engagement was set, the rest of the process would flow quickly. In elite circles, the sequence was engagement first, then registration,