Billionaire's Match

Chapter 223 "Stop working for Khloe. Work for me instead. Whether you want to focus on your career or you want money, I can give you whatever you want." The moment Ethan finished speaking, Charlotte's pupils widened slightly. Her patience had reached its limit. Taking advantage of the instant he relaxed, she shoved him away with all her strength, twisted free from beneath him, and ran. "I won't betray Khloe! If you try to use this against me to threaten me... I'll report you-for rape!" Ethan had taken intimate photos of them.

Charlotte, still innocent and inexperienced, felt so humiliated she wanted to disappear. She knew perfectly well that Ethan wasn't truly interested in her. He was only trying to use her to get at Khloe. She had agonized over it all night, unsure what to do. But seeing Ethan's face now, she decided to face everything head-on. "Go ahead," he said coolly. "Report me if you want. But do you have any evidence? If a scandal breaks out, who do you think can afford it? You-or me? Do you really think it would hurt me in the slightest?" Ethan straightened his sleeves without looking back.

His voice turned cold and hard. "Charlotte, I'll give you some time to think it over. Think carefully about your mother and your younger brother. Khloe is just your boss, not your family. She can't help you much. In the workplace, there's no such thing as lifelong loyalty. If you're useless, being discarded-or becoming someone else's burden-is an inevitable fate. People have to be responsible for themselves." Charlotte knew that trying to fight Ethan on her own would be like smashing an egg against a rock. But before he could say another word, she had already walked away.

really not feeling well? You don't have to force yourself. Why don't you head home first?" Khloe said gently. "I'm fine, Khloe. I just... want to talk to you later," Charlotte replied, pressing her palm tightly against her thigh. Khloe nodded. "All right." Khloe had stayed on guard throughout

ice, toasting Khloe and exchanging polite pleasantries. Given Michelle's earlier emotional outbursts, Khloe had been wary of her. Yet, until the banquet

once lost her head over feelings, Nick was already married now. It was time for her to let go. Perhaps, Khloe thought, she had been too guarded. After the banquet, Khloe asked Charlotte to call the driver. Just as they reached the restaurant entrance, Michelle called out to her. "Khloe, may I have a word