Billionaire's Match

Chapter 194 Stella's thoughts drifted, as they always did, to Khloe. No matter how irritating Khloe could be, she was still far better than that scheming, shameless woman, Angela. "Even if Khloe didn't leave, nothing would've changed. Trey and Angela are already married." Lauren leaned back against the headboard, having just swallowed a calming pill, taking a few slow, deep breaths. She couldn't make sense of it. Holding her late husband's will in her hands was like gripping a knife at her own chest.

The Fox family's vast fortune-decades of toil, sweat, and heart-could it really be squandered in Trey's hands? "Then do we just... accept Angela?" Stella's voice carried her disbelief. "She has a child now. If she behaves, helps Trey... what choice do we have? My worry isn't even that part. It's the aftermath... Khloe can't hide forever. How can she divorce if there's no marriage to prove it? And if she doesn't, how will Angela handle it?" Lauren's eyes dimmed slightly. She was half-buried in age, already feeling removed from the unfolding world.

As long as the Fox lineage continued, who Trey's wife was mattered little. "Khloe can't stir up any trouble. Worst-case scenario..." Stella's voice dropped, hesitant. "If she can't divorce... then she's out of the way." The plan was simple. First, coax Khloe back. After the company IPO, engineer a little accident-make her vanish. Over time, Angela and Trey's relationship could be revealed naturally. Pete was already Trey's adopted son; everything else would follow. And Khloe... she would just have to consider herself unlucky. It was the simplest, most direct solution.

heart. She said nothing, only cradled her steaming cup of tea and let out a long, quiet sigh. That weekend, evening had settled over the Morrison family estate. In the rear garden, servants moved busily, arranging tables for an outdoor banquet, stacking champagne towers and assorted pastries. Tonight, Clarice hosted a family dinner. She had invitied the

her down. After some casual banter, Clarice gave Ethan a subtle look. Michael, noticing his father's expression, quickly found an excuse to leave. Left alone, Oscar smiled at Clarice. "Clarice, did

you haven't visited the Morrison Group in a long time. Are you really leaving a company you've spent over a decade managing entirely