Billionaire's Match

Chapter 833

"I could not help but harbor resentment toward you, nor could I avoid blaming you. Yet, in the end, these were my own choices. I hold no one else responsible. Moreover, there has always been a secret I never told you. Before I met you, you were not the only woman I had known. I had a fleeting affair once-one night, nothing more. We met at a social gathering. She was beautiful, gentle, and bold enough to approach me. I, young and reckless, intoxicated with wine and impulse, responded in kind. But by the next morning, she was gone.

I never knew her name, her identity, or how to find her again. I should have told you before our marriage, but selfishly, I feared you would leave me, so I kept it hidden.

A few months ago, DNA I had left on file at a hospital unexpectedly matched my biological daughter. Overcome with emotion, I secretly went to see her. She is just like her mother- beautiful, capable, a remarkable girl. Yet I knew, no matter how talented she was, you would never love her.

left in an orphanage from birth. Her mother, for reasons unknown to me,

not truly happy.In pursuit of success and goals, you have almost forgotten who you really are. I know that when I die, you will hate me enough to want to tear me limb from limb. Yet, I accept it willingly. Because at least then, the one you cannot forget will no longer be that other man- it will be me. I have told you before, I do not like to lose. In business, I have never lost. In matters of the heart, I do not intend to lose either. You never loved me, and I, selfishly, deceived you. In this way, we are even. Nothing owed in this life, no meeting in the next. Even so, as I write this letter, I cannot help but hope... that

letter ended abruptly

shaky and blurred, clearly the result of Niel's faltering hand. Khloe had already read the letter. She quietly stared at her palm, listening as Clarice's

was investigating Niel's death, Khloe had asked Michael for help to look into one matter: why Niel had appeared near the

discovered that Niel had gone out late that night to deliver something-a