Billionaire's Match

Chapter 691

Khloe could no longer keep her composure. She tried to stay calm, but tears ran freely down her cheeks. Nick, already near the edge of madness, yanked the man toward her.

"You said we could switch seats, right? Then sit-now!" The muzzle of his gun pressed hard against the man's temple, the force enough to pierce his skull

"Switch seats? You've got some nerve. Any tiny mistake and everyone dies... and since I'm about to die anyway, why should I listen to you?"

Even under Nick's brutal pressure, the man's voice remained calm.

Fear was there, but he was, after all, a man used to risking his life. If the final moment came, he figured he might as well die on his own terms. Noah, worried Nick might act rashly, intervened.

clutched her

Breathe in, breathe out. Don't panic. We still have time." Nick

Instead, he slammed his fist into the man's neck, throwing him off and confiscating

I won't let anything happen to

this, Noah hesitated for a

to wait for professional rescuers. They had to take the risk themselves. And the only one who might have a chance at disarming the

was just a man doing a job for money. But Nick could see that he wouldn't abandon them. If he had, he wouldn't have risked boarding the bus to save Ryan, and he wouldn't have

It was clear: whether out of professionalism or personal conviction, Noah would not leave before the final moment. Noah nodded. "I'll do my best, but I can't guarantee... if I can't disarm it, then..." His voice trailed off, leaving the unspoken threat

turned to Khloe and whispered, "I trust