Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 596 Looking back, Henry remembered that being a father had genuinely made him happy. Now, being Khloe's grandfather felt the same. If Khloe could just behave and listen, he would gladly trade the role of a strict, harsh head of the Morrison family for that of a grandfather who spoiled his granddaughter utterly. Khloe returned to her room. Delilah and the other staff had already organized her things and were preparing to leave. + But seeing Khloe still at the vanity, scrolling through her phone, Delilah slowed her steps, hesitant. "What's wrong, Delilah?

You look like you want to say something but aren't sure how," Khloe suddenly asked. Startled, Delilah quickly looked away. "No, |. I just wanted to see if you needed any more help." "Actually, | have a question for you." Khloe put her phone down and tured slightly, tilting her head to look at Delilah ---- The young woman's disappointed expression had been difficult to hide ever since she entered the room. Khloe had noticed it over the past few days. Whenever Henry was particularly close to Khloe, Delilah would sometimes show subtle jealousy.

And whenever Ralph was around, Delilah seemed slightly irritated, too. "Do you... like Henry, or do you like Ralph?" Khloe asked. The question made Delilah stiffen, her mind freezing for a few seconds. "What are you saying? Master Henry is my employer, and Ralph... what does he have to do with me?" Her voice betrayed her guilt despite her words. Khloe stood and slowly approached Delilah. The young woman instinctively stepped back, lowering her head. "Let me guess-Master Henry has taken care of you since you were a child, right?

You're not upset with me, are you, thinking I've come to take your place?" "N-No... of course not," Delilah stammered, but Khloe didn't give her a chance to deny it fully. She pressed on. "You seem to know Ralph pretty well. This isn't the first time you've met him, right? The last time my grandfather tried to set ---- us up, you were testing me-I thought you were just helping Grandpa ask questions. But now... | guess you like him?" "Khloe! Don't say that!" Delilah's face flushed red. She forgot all about using formal speech with Khloe. "Oh?

Really?" Khloe's eyes sparkled, and she let out a soft, amused laugh. It had just been a guess, but Delilah's reaction confirmed it completely. As Henry's personal assistant, Delilah enjoyed his trust, yet she was still young-clearly younger than the standard he typically employed. Khloe had asked around and discovered that Delilah had actually been adopted by Henry. She had been with him since she was ten. Over the years, through her own efforts, she had climbed to her current position. Before Khloe arrived, Henry had pampered Delilah, treating her like a granddaughter.

But once Khloe came into the picture, he assigned Delilah to assist Khloe with her duties. As for Ralph, Delilah's jealousy had been obvious from the very start. Ever since he expressed his interest, her subtle hostility had become increasingly noticeable. "|... | didn't..." Delilah stammered, unable to fully deny it. "I just ---- feel... you shouldn't take advantage of Ralph." She struggled to clarify herself and ended up abruptly shifting the topic back to Khloe.