Billionaire's Match

Chapter 982

Trey turned back toward the window, eyes fixed on the two distant towers.

“Hmph. When Olympus rises, the Hunt and Morrison Groups will finally understand what it means to be at the top and yet feel the chill.”

Ariana stepped closer, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind, resting her cheek against his back.

“Perfect,” she said softly. “Let’s call it Olympus.”

Trey reached back, grasping her hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze.

That afternoon, in Amadea Prison, Goldmont City.

Trey sat in the visitation room, a thick glass partition separating him from the world on the other side.

The door opened, and Clarice was escorted in.

This was, in fact, their first formal meeting.

had heard her name before-back when Ethan had extended a hand in the past-but he had never expected that even a woman as

glamorous appearance, she looked worn and haggard, almost unrecognizable compared to the polished

wore the prison’s dull gray vest, and her

Trey, though her

here. I heard you’d already left Goldmont City?” Her voice came through the

enemy of my enemy is my friend. I think we can

Clarice smiled faintly.

I’m in prison. How could I be of

evenly. “You have something

wryly. “And how do I know that if I

The Morrison family’s business empire, their long-standing partners, confidential commercial and even personal information-handed

return, he

way

him and couldn’t help but laugh

“You?”