Billionaire's Match

Clarice's plan to target Khloe was an open secret in the circle, and Winnie knew it all too well. Oscar had only agreed to comply with Clarice's demands for Khloe's sake. Though Winnie had no friends-and couldn't even count Khloe as one-she had always remembered kindness shown to her, never letting it go unpaid. Besides, Khloe was Michael's cousin. Winnie understood Michael well: he valued family harmony above all. If it were him, he would never do anything that might harm someone else's interests, no matter the personal cost.

"What do you intend to do?" Seeing that Winnie wasn't joking, Oscar's expression darkened. "Just give me three days. I'll save Michael." Winnie didn't answer directly. Her eyes dimmed briefly as she said goodbye to Oscar, then turned and hurried away. In the dead of night, at the southwest border, the airport. Fresh off the plane, Khloe immediately sent updates and calls to Lenny. He hadn't expected her to know the situation and could only report the facts. "Mr. Hunt hasn't regained consciousness yet, but the most dangerous period is past.

Please try not to worry." Lenny tried to soothe her and promptly sent the location. The Hunt family was clearly present. Loretta had gone to rest after the long journey, and it was Arista who had answered the phone. Her voice was hoarse-obviously from crying-but she stayed composed, both moved and anxious at Khloe's arrival, and managed to offer comforting words. After hanging up, Khloe sat in the car, unable to hold back any longer, her arms wrapped around her head. Her assistant noticed the trembling, knew she had been crying, but didn't reach out-unsure how to console her.

She had moved at lightning speed: from learning the news to departure in just over an hour. She hadn't even brought a change of clothes. On the private jet, she hadn't slept a wink. It was the assistant who found her a blanket-otherwise, with the sudden drop in temperature, her body wouldn't have withstood it. She had cried the whole way. She wanted to calm herself and see Nick first, but

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tremor of fear. Her hand was like ice, and her face was visibly sullen. Inside the hospital room, the old monitoring machines beeped steadily, each sound wrenching at the nerves. Nick was still on a ventilator, hooked up to an IV, lying pale and motionless on the bed. Khloe quickened her pace