Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 582 Clarice was momentarily speechless. Before she could even speak, Henry cut in, "You may." "But | don't need you to sign anything to declare your stance," he continued. "All | ask is that you stay here until the investigation reaches a conclusion." Clarice froze, about to protest, but Henry's cold, commanding gaze silenced her instantly. Khloe's eyes flickered, and she remained silent. Investigations weren't something resolved in a day. Seeing her hesitation, Henry added, "Don't worry. It won't be long. I'll only keep you here for two months.

If there's no conclusion in that time, you're free to return home." "All right," Khloe said through gritted teeth She couldn't rest until the matter was resolved. Moreover, unlike Clarice, Henry genuinely recognized her as his granddaughter and was willing to nurture her to inherit the Morrison family empire. At present, Khloe naturally hoped to earn his favor, to smooth over the family's internal conflicts, and ensure that Clarice could no longer interfere with her.

---- Once she and Henry had settled the conversation, her personal restrictions were lifted-though her staff were another matter. Henry refused to release them. Khloe herself was trustworthy in his eyes, but he had no confidence in her team. He knew her bodyguards were connected to Nick. Yet, he reassured her that he would make sure they were well cared for, treating it like an extended vacation. Khloe tried to argue but failed, so she called her assistant to reassure them and told them there had been an unexpected situation, urging them to enjoy a worry-free break.

After leaving Henry, Delilah returned Khloe's phone. She stared at it but didn't pick it up. "Clear the monitoring programs inside before giving it back." "Miss Khloe..." "Do | need my grandfather to tell you himself?" Khloe said, turning to leave. Delilah immediately called after her. "I apologize, Miss Khloe. It was my mistake." "also, clear the room's monitoring systems. I'll wait in the lounge. ---- Khloe had no intention of returning to her room. The night was deep, and she wrapped a shawl around herself, sitting in the leisure tea room across from Henry's quarters.

Delilah nodded, her expression grim, and moved quickly to carry out the orders. Clarice emerged last from Henry's room. Seeing that Khloe hadn't left, she approached. "Khloe, you really do know how to talk. Even Henry, who's impossible to coax, has been completely won over by you." "That's nothing compared to you," Khloe said without lifting her head. "You can tum white into black. Once you investigate, the Hunt family will probably collapse." Khloe's gaze was fixed on the dazzling diamond ring on her hand, her expression contemplative.

"You're not thinking I'm trying to frame the Hunt family, are you?" Clarice asked. Khloe remained silent, giving nothing away. Clarice rolled her eyes and said lightly, "If | wanted to deal with the Hunt family, | wouldn't need to take such a roundabout way." "You don't need to deal with the Hunt family. Just deal with me," ---- Khloe said, rising to her feet, her gaze sharp as a blade, locked on Clarice. She continued, voice cold, "I used to think you were sincere with my father, after all those years together. Now it seems... you could even exploit his death. This marriage of yours...

it must have tormented you greatly." Her words dripped with icy sarcasm, leaving Clarice unable to even force a smile. "Khloe, watch your tongue! If it weren't for Niel suddenly producing a daughter like you, do you know how happy | could have been with him?"