Billionaire's Match

Chapter 422 Angela, despite being heavily drunk, held on tightly, her arms locked firmly around his neck. Kirsten gasped. "Angela! Angela, wake up!" "It's okay," Barney said softly, startled for only a moment. He calmly patted her back. There was a quiet strength in his hands, as if imbued with some kind of gentle magic, and gradually, Angela's frantic movements subsided. Barney waited until she was completely still, her breathing even, her body limp as if asleep. Then, he carefully scooped her up in his arms, cradling her horizontally.

"I'll take her back first." "Okay." Kirsten stood, hurrying to open the door and see them off. It wasn't until Barney secured Angela safely in the car that Kirsten finally spoke. "Barney..." "Yes?" he replied. Kirsten's heart warmed. She had always cared for Angela, her childhood best friend, and hated seeing her treated so poorly-especially after what Trey and Khloe had done. From the way Barney had handled Angela just now, it was clear he deeply valued her.

By ten that evening, Nick still hadn't returned home. She finally couldn't take it anymore

medication, he had developed a low-grade fever again that afternoon. He rose from bed, exhausted, and glanced at the clock-almost eleven. The phone

the doorbell rang. His eyes brightened instantly. All the anxiety, all the lingering pain, was swept away by the rush of longing and excitement for one person. He didn't think. He didn't hesitate. He strode to the door, reason vanishing in that instant. "Khloe!" he called. When a maid opened the front door, Loretta, draped in her coat, slowly stepped out from her room. She had been about to go to bed when she heard the commotion, assuming