Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 670 These past few days, Henry hadn't been idle. He had people check on Nick's hospital-though the staff guarded his condition like a fortress, this was, after all, Henry's domain. Khloe's heart was loyal and deep; with Nick sick, her focus would naturally shift entirely to him. She was in the prime of her life, with responsibilities to her family and her own future. How could she allow herself to step into such a dangerous abyss? The Remington family, at least, was a suitable match for marriage. If Khloe could marry Ralph, she could stay in Naraida long-term, by his side.

Even if she couldn't see it now, in the future, with age and children around, she would understand the depth of his care. "Grandpa... Nick-" "He admitted it," Henry interrupted. "He's an upright man, and | believe he cares for you deeply." His face was stern. "But love is fleeting. You've lived enough to understand that." Khloe hesitated, then said, "You're right, but if we calculate everything by gains and losses, then people aren't entitled to feelings at all." If this were a different topic, she might have calmed herself.

But ---- now, with the old man speaking this way because of Nick's illness... she shivered. Surely whatever they had just discussed together was just as grim. Nick had already endured so much- thinking of him hearing this from Henry made her heart ache. "Nick agreed already. Will you continue to resist?" "Impossible," Khloe said without a second thought. Henry's voice dropped lower. "If you are certain of his feelings, you should know: no man wants to fail to protect the one he loves." Khloe fell silent. "Nick is a proud man.

If being with you were to break him, do you think he would still insist?" Though Nick's gaze had been tender when she last saw him, a sharp unease lingered in her chest. She knew him better than anyone-he always put himself last. If Henry said something to hurt him, or used her as leverage, what might he do...? Khloe turned to leave without another thought, but Henry's cane shot out like a barricade, trembling but firm, blocking her path. "Khloe, your love will fade. Don't let your head be clouded by fleeting feelings.

Let Nick go-only then can our family truly support you." ---- "No," Khloe's eyes glistened with a flush of anger and defiance. She glanced at the old man, speaking slowly and clearly. "You're not supporting me-you're holding me in place, and that's why you accept me." "Do you really want to make an enemy of the Morrison family for him? To become an orphan again?" "Family is only family when you have one," Khloe shot back, pushing the cane aside. "Stop! The Hunt family is your enemy! | won't allow you to leave with him!" Henry's voice rang sharp.

All the bodyguards blocked her as she opened the door. Seeing her stubborn resolve, the old man's eyes darkened with lethal intent. He slammed his cane against the floor, veins bulging, ready to forcibly restrain her again. Khloe sneered, "Whether the Hunt family is our enemy, I'l find out myself, Grandpa, our agreed period isn't over yet, so | ask you not to act recklessly." Outside, it wasn't just Henry's people who were present-Nick's people were there too. And the media hadn't left. Delilah quickly commanded everyone with sharp glances, clearing the way.

Khloe didn't pause for a second, leaving without a backward glance. ---- Henry, furious and humiliated, snapped. With a roar, he hurled his cane toward Delilah