Billionaire's Match

Chapter 413 Nick suddenly sprang to his feet, so fast that the chair toppled with a harsh clatter. Seeing Nick's mood shift, Arista quickly intervened. "George! Let's go home!" George, realizing he had struck Khloe, felt a twinge of embarrassment. His palm tingled; he'd hit too hard- blinded by anger. This time, he didn't push Arista away. Loretta was furious, but she merely shot him a glare before rushing to help Khloe to her feet. The blow had left Khloe stunned, but with the support of the maids and Loretta, she gradually stood upright.

"Nick..." After regaining her composure for a moment, she immediately called his name. She had been worried about him from the moment George arrived; she could sense his unease. Nick's gaze lingered on Khloe for just a moment before lifting, his bloodshot eyes like a frozen, terrifying pool. Khloe felt a shiver of fear and instinctively frowned, her mouth opening slightly in surprise. "Stop!" As George turned, preparing to leave with Arista, Nick's voice cut through the room. "You hit my wife, and you think you can just walk away?" Step by step, Nick advanced.

She tried to reach him with reason, her voice betraying the faintest tremor. Loretta's attention was on Khloe. She'd seen father and son quarrel many times, but today felt humiliating-her granddaughter-in-law had witnessed things she shouldn't have. She wanted to usher

accusatory stance, instantly lost what little guilt had begun to rise. "What? You're my son, and I can't teach you a lesson? She came to you herself, and now you blame me?" "What have I done to deserve this? You hit someone-shouldn't you apologize?" Nick ground his teeth, yet a grím, unsettling smile crept across his face.

these years of pretending, you can't hold it in anymore?" Nick's patience snapped, his fingers tightening around the knife handle. Arista hurriedly urged him not to escalate. George, noticing his son's grip, snapped. He lunged forward in three