Billionaire's Match

Chapter 920

The moment the host’s words fell, every eye in the hall snapped to the grand doors. Even the host held his breath in anticipation.

A solemn wedding symphony swelled through the space.

As the guests collectively leaned forward, and every camera in the livestream focused, the elaborately carved doors slowly swung open. Bright light poured into the hall.

Nick and Khloe emerged, bathed in the glow.

Nick wore a deep gray suit, his tall, commanding frame exuding both elegance and quiet nobility. Khloe appeared in a pearl- white mermaid gown; its minimalist design traced the delicate curves of her figure with perfect precision. Together, they were a vision of harmony, a dreamlike match.

For a moment, all sound seemed to vanish.

Khloe held a small bouquet of pure white lily-of-the-valley. A diaphanous veil lightly covered her face, softening her exquisite features in a gentle haze.

Nick stepped forward slightly, extending his hand toward her, inclining his torso in a subtle bow. His eyes, deep and glacial, now held nothing but an endless, bone-deep tenderness.

a delicate

into the bend of his arm. Their gazes met briefly, then together they stepped onto

Applause erupted like thunder.

steps were steady, while Khloe’s head

more fervent with each passing moment. Camera shutters clicked nonstop. Many rose to

bride

is so

relief. Arista quietly dabbed at her eyes, only

tightly, finally lifting Khloe’s skirt along the preplanned route to help her

look

wishing you

took their places at the altar. Winnie and Charlotte offered their blessings

said almost in unison, their voices tender and

their figures shone