Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 572 After breakfast, Khloe was about to head out to meet her assistant when Delilah stopped her. "Miss Khloe, you should change first. We're about to leave for the exhibition center at the Blumino Hotel. Blumino is the family- owned international luxury hotel brand, and today's exhibition focuses on jewelry and art." Delilah gave a brief overview of the morning's schedule. Khloe remembered Henry had mentioned the event yesterday. The exhibition had invited numerous internationally renowned artists and business magnates.

It was part social engagement, part publicity for the newly opened hotel. As the Morrison family's heiress and a wealthy figure in her own right, Khloe's presence would naturally elevate the event. Moreover, this was an activity arranged by Henry-it would have been improper not to attend. She didn't argue. Following Delilah's guidance, she went back to select a gown and do her makeup. Henry had other morning matters to attend to and had left ahead of her. Once in the car, Khloe noticed that her assistant and entourage hadn't arrived. Her calls went unanswered.

She asked Delilah, " ---- Where's my assistant?" Her team had been stationed in a separate building adjacent to the main residence, some distance away. It was Henry's rule: family and staff could not stay together in the same quarters. Delilah herself never stayed in the main house. Khloe found it inconvenient but knew better than to complain- guests always had priority. Last night, when she had called her assistant to arrange her return trip, the assistant hadn't sensed anything unusual.

Still, Khloe had taken precautions: she had planned to sneak out later, leave the estate under some pretext, and go straight to the airport to return home. But plans rarely survived the morning. "Are they still resting?" she asked. Delilah kept her composure, speaking softly before instructing someone nearby to go fetch them. Khloe wanted to accompany them, but Delilah glanced at the time. "Miss Khloe, the opening is about to start. Traffic in the central district is heavy. Ill have them brought here to join you afterward. Is that alright?" Khloe hesitated.

Delilah's words were flawless, yet she felt a subtle obstruction, as if she were being deliberately delayed. "Miss Khloe, is something on your mind? If there's anything you ---- need to take care of, you can. "Nothing. Let's go." Before Delilah could finish, Khloe turned and got into the car. At this point, Khloe couldn't do anything. Any resistance would only leave her at a disadvantage. On the way, Delilah observed her quietly. Khloe merely gazed out the window, calm, absorbed in the passing scenery. Even the phone she had been holding all morning remained untouched.

The exhibition proceeded smoothly. Khloe accompanied Henry for the ribbon-cutting, toured the exhibits, posed for photos, and even selected a few pieces of jewelry for crafting and auction. All morning, she became the center of attention, like a true celebrity. Her beauty shone under the flashes of cameras. Even the few internationally renowned actresses present were outshone, instead highlighting Khloe's unique elegance Yet, her looks weren't what drew the greatest admiration. Her speeches and remarks were the real showstopper-fluent and precise, matching the standards of the local elite.

Her impromptu remarks carried depth and emotion, commanding attention with effortless charisma. She was, quite simply, a natural-born socialite-the epitome of a ---- golden heiress, dazzling in every sense