Billionaire's Match

Before that, however, Khloe still needed to dilute the Fox family's shares completely. From now on, the Fox Group would be entirely separate from the Fox family, until they had nothing left. As Khloe walked out of Fox Group, she noticed many people watching her. Most of the gazes were tinged with caution and fear. Everyone had seen the news online. To outsiders, Trey was a scoundrel, but Khloe's revenge was equally formidable. Her actions affected the fates of everyone in the company.

Few had her ability or her ruthlessness, so naturally, most people felt afraid at the very thought of her. On the surface, Khloe appeared indifferent, but deep down, a complex swirl of emotions lingered. That evening, the moment Khloe returned home, she called Nick on a video call. She had been busy almost all day and had only reported to him in the morning that she couldn't do a call. Breaking their "three calls a day" routine made her feel slightly guilty. But when she dialed, Nick didn't answer immediately. Assuming he was still occupied, she went to make herself a bowl of instant noodles.

but she hadn't had instant noodles in a long time and had been craving them. Just as she finished preparing the noodles, Nick's video call came through. She answered right away, placing her phone on the kitchen counter stand and bringing her bowl over. On the screen, Nick appeared in his hotel, clearly having just returned. He held his phone in one hand, and she could hear Lenny's voice offscreen. He waved someone out to close the door before speaking.

to rush. Just call me when you're back and settled," Khloe replied calmly. She leaned closer to the screen, suddenly curious. Nick's face filled the frame, the lighting harsh, yet every angle accentuated his features. Even the slight curve of his Adam's apple and the contour from jaw to neck exuded a sensuality like a male celebrity streaming live. "Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked,

a light laugh, leaning closer to the screen so she could see his face clearly. Though separated by a screen,