Billionaire's Match

Chapter 830

The figures approaching were none other than Khloe and Nick. Khloe wore a delicate, silk-like robe, her long hair flowing freely, her expression calm and untroubled, as if the chaos around her barely registered.

"Too late to realize you've been fooled," she said.

In her slender hands, she gripped a black pistol, angled straight at the man before her. Nick's tall frame moved to shield her, his brow furrowed with a hint of tension.

Yet, before the man could react, Nick's elbow struck with precise force-disarming him effortlessly as if plucking an object from a bag-and handed the gun over to. Khloe.

Holding two pistols now, Khloe shot Nick a sweet smile.

like to hold a gun. No wonder these criminals are so arrogant." Nick

fire recklessly." Khloe wanted the thrill, but Nick worried she'd overdo

showing up

you think you can just hide like this? I'll tell you now- you'll die tonight..." The man sneered, but his words hadn't finished when several people, bound and gagged, were thrown

bad for you. We've caught all your men."

echoed through the villa. The man's eyes widened in rage, lips twitching

once, there was no way they'd fall for

influence in Goldmont was limited, even if they tracked Nick, they wouldn't dare act recklessly. But Khloe's deliberate disappearance had forced Clarice into a vulnerable position. Knowing

idea when they'd strike. That's why she and Nick waited here, watching,

hadn't counted on one person-Lucas. When Khloe had asked about the villa's security, Lucas had only smiled. It was

security didn't mean his people were helpless. Most of Lacuna's men were former mercenaries, yet Lucas, with years running his Naraida gambling operations and a hyper-vigilant streak, had surrounded himself with