Billionaire's Match

Chapter 687

Killing the woman outright seemed like a waste. Nick didn't make a sound. He bent down and placed both his and Khloe's phones, along with all their belongings, carefully on the floor. His message had just gone through when, the instant his phone hit the floor, it lit up with a notification-a message from an unknown number. Nick hesitated for the briefest moment.

The man, noticing, didn't give him a chance. He slammed his foot onto Nick's hand, and the cold barrel of the gun jabbed sharply into the back of his head.

"What are you trying to do?" the man growled.

Nick let out a muffled grunt as a sharp pain shot up his fingers, spreading along his nerves like fire

"Mister!" Khloe panicked, raising her hands and looking up at the man with a pleading, almost fragile expression.

I still have something valuable on me, you can take it..." Her hand held a large, sparkling diamond

a beautiful woman's plea. He raised his chin

handed it over, he shifted his weight, slammed Nick's phone several times with the sole of his boot, and kicked it across the floor. Before Nick could rise, the man yanked him

fortune... You've got at least a million, maybe more?" Nick let out a short, humorless

for a second, realizing only then that Nick was provoking him. Without warning, he

want, I can have it sent to

snapped, grabbing Nick by the collar and turning the gun

frowned, glancing at Khloe, subtly shaking his head. She drew in quick breaths, biting her lip and

driver grew impatient at the commotion. " Can you

the first man released Nick. He herded them, gun still raised, into the