Billionaire's match novel

Chapter 339 The idea that Khloe still loved him, even if just a little, made Trey feel so much better. It was far better than her completely ignoring him. "I see what you need to do," Stella said, her tone sharp with scheming. "Cut Angela loose completely. Divorce her. Let her have Pete. Khloe can still bear children; you can have another child later. "If you can't convince her, just make it a done deal. When it comes to winning a woman over, a man has to be a little strategic. Even the coldest woman can be softened by a good man's persistence.

"As for everything Khloe's done these past few days... once you get the company back, we'll settle the score with her slowly." Stella had made up her mind. In Trey's life, there were two women-Khloe and Angela. Her choice was obvious: Khloe. Trey showed no expression, only giving a perfunctory reply to Stella's fanciful advice. But all night, her words kept planting themselves in his mind, replaying over and over. He sat in the car until the early hours. Khloe had blocked his number and deleted his contact.

Messages wouldn't go through, friend requests were denied, and even her social updates were no longer visible. Trey wanted to steady his mind, to rethink their relationship-but every attempt was immediately swallowed by a whirlpool of emotion. He especially couldn't forget her ruthless expression outside the Fox family compound. He opened his phone gallery and spent a long while scrolling through old photos of them together. The memories from their four years at university were the most numerous.

In the two years after their marriage, Khloe had been too busy, and he had buried himself in the company, leaving no time for even a handful of private dates. If he could have just one more chance to start over, to erase every mistake between them... how perfect that would be. He hated the man he had become and longed, like Khloe, to love someone sincerely. It wasn't until dawn that Trey returned home. At such an early hour, the servants were barely up, and breakfast wasn't ready. Seeing him return, they hurriedly asked what he wanted to eat. Trey waved them off and silently headed upstairs.

Angela and Pete were still asleep. Before he reached his room, he saw Lauren stepping out. "Grandma," Trey greeted. "Just woke up?" 1/2 Chapter 330 +25 Bonus "Come with me." Lauren hadn't slept much either. She had been waiting specifically for Trey's return. They went to Arthur's study. After sending the servants away, she handed him a prepared asset statement. She had spent the entire night thinking before making this decision. "This... is Grandpa's fund?" Trey's eyes widened. The Fox family's fortune had been built almost entirely by Trey's grandfather.

To prevent the company from being mismanaged by his children in the future, he had set aside a fund managed by a foundation. Now, its assets were close to 100 million dollars. While 100 million dollars couldn't compare to a listed company, it was more than enough to help Trey rebuild his fortunes. Originally, the fund had been intended for Lauren, to be distributed to their children after her passing. But because of Trey and Angela, Trey's grandfather had added a clause before his death: if Trey and Angela failed to break things off, the fund would be donated rather than left behind.

That clause restricted Lauren's authority. If Trey and Angela hadn't consummated the marriage, she could have hidden it-but now, she couldn't violate the terms. Naturally, she was angry. Trey had messed up so much-if the inheritance went to him, it could bring disaster. It was better, in her mind, to follow her husband's wishes and donate it. 2/2 Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter.

With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.