Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 578 It was the fearlessness of youth that even Clarice had to admit some admiration for. Henry looked at Khloe, a trace of surprise flickering across his face. His granddaughter-so outwardly obedient, tactful, and considerate-was, at her core, as stubborn and fierce as her father had been. Back when Niel had clashed with him, he had turned on him in an instant, refusing to yield even a fraction. At the time, Henry was young, wielding power without ever having to bow. And with his own children, submission had never been an option. That rift had lasted a lifetime.

Niel had been his most beloved son for his obedience, but also the one who had hurt him the most, for his decisiveness and resolve. Now, looking back, perhaps Niel had never been the compliant child he appeared to be. He resembled Henry not only in appearance but in temperament. His seeming docility may have been merely a strategy-suppress him too harshly, and he would resist with no reserve. ---- But age had mellowed Henry.

In his youth, he had sought to control everything, only to realize that control was merely distrust of the human heart-and the heart, the emotions, were the one thing that could never be commanded. That was why, with Khloe, he refused to go to extremes this time. "I'm not trying to deceive you," Henry said gently, "I'm doing this to protect you... to protect the Morrison family. | want you to stay here for now. Can you understand that?" Hearing him speak like this, Clarice's eyes darkened, her chest rising and falling slightly with unease. Khloe's lips lifted in a faint, sharp smile.

"Protect me? | don't consider depriving me of my freedom through deception protection." "| have my reasons," Henry persisted patiently. "Wouldn't it be better for you to stay here with me for a while? There are some things you shouldn't know just yet-they might not be good for you. Trust me once more. Staying here, you'll meet more people. The Morrison family is more than just Morrison Pharmaceuticals. If you listen to me, you have much to gain. Wouldn't you want to inherit the family's enterprises in the future? Clarice turned her face slightly, a wry smile flickering across her ---- lips.

This old man, she thought, had absolutely no qualms about speaking openly in front of her. "Grandpa," Khloe said, her voice firm, "do you want me to speak to you as your granddaughter, as myself, or as the current CEO of Morrison Pharmaceuticals?" Her words made the expectation on Henry's face gradually fade. He sighed. "Does it really matter?" "Speaking as your granddaughter," Khloe said steadily, "you should respect my opinion. Speaking as myself, | demand to know the truth.

Speaking as Morrison Pharmaceuticals' CEO, | should be part of the decisions, regardless of whether it benefits me or not." At that moment, her stance was as clear as it could be. Henry couldn't help but smile. He looked at Clarice. "You were right. She is stubborn, just like Niel." Clarice, however, did not share his amusement. Only a faint chill passed through her eyes, her lips lifting mechanically. "Very well, then | may as well speak plainly," Henry said in a low, grave voice. "Your father's death... was caused by human action." Khloe's chest tightened, and she froze for a moment.

---- After a long pause, she frowned. "Niel... didn't he die of illness? How could it..." "Niel did die of illness," Clarice interjected softly, taking over Khloe's thought, "but his illness was triggered by an accident."