Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 681 Khloe's hands were icy, trembling uncontrollably. "We're going to the hospital right now," Nick said sharply, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Just hold on." "No-" Khloe's voice faltered, weak but firm. "I'm fine. First, we need to find Ryan. Whatever's happening over there... It's not good." "No, we need to go to the hospital," Nick gritted out, trying to reason with her. "Nick, there's no time! We have to find Ryan first-or he'll die..." Khloe's words were cut off by the staccato crack of gunfire from behind. Another car was tailing them.

These people had gone completely insane. Heading toward a crowded place now would only make things worse Nick clenched his jaw, stealing a quick glance at Khloe's pale face, then at the headlights closing in from the rearview mirror. With a hard twist of the wheel, he shot the car toward the coordinates Noah had marked, He drove like a man possessed, tires screeching, almost lifting off the asphalt as he weaved and swerved, desperate to shake their pursuers. ---- Khloe bit her lip so hard it bled. Time ticked by, and the tailing car seemed to fall back. Relief hit them like a wave.

They finally got confirmation from Lenny that Arista had been secured by the police and was safe. Everyone else was also okay. The attackers were now wanted criminals, and their people were racing to find Ryan at the same time. Nick had reported their route to the authorities, and Khloe updated Henry in full detail. There was no way he would allow Clarice to continue orchestrating such a deadly plot-help would surely come. But to be safe, Khloe also reached out to Ralph. "Nick... your hand's bleeding," she said, her first instinct after the chaos was to check him.

When he had gone out to distract those two men, she'd nearly lost her mind. Now, though he was mostly unharmed, blood was smeared across the back of his hand gripping the wheel. Khloe frowned and dug through the car for tissues, dabbing at the wound. ---- "Lhit hard. Just a scratch. Nothing serious," Nick said calmly, as though it didn't hurt at all. His gaze flicked to Khloe, noting the cut on her forehead, and his chest tightened with worry. "And you... how could you put yourself in such danger just now? Your head okay?" Khloe touched her left temple.

It ached faintly but hadn't broken skin. She shook her head. "Next time... no matter what, you can't do something so reckless again. Understand?" Nick's voice carried both warning and raw emotion. He didn't want to scold her now, but thinking of the moments before, he felt his heart stop. If anything had happened to Khloe .. he couldn't bear the thought. "I couldn't just watch you get hurt," she whispered Nick let out an unexpected laugh. "You're laughing? Now?" Khloe's voice was a mix of disbelief and slight shock. "| remembered what you said before...

that in a critical moment, you'd look out for yourself. Seems like some choices... you only ---- really see when danger hits, how you'll act." Her heart lurched at his words. She had thrown herself into danger to save him, instinctively risking her life-but now, the memory made her shiver. Her hand drifted down to her abdomen, a reflexive motion of caution. How could she have been so foolish? At that moment, she wasn't just risking herself... there was someone else depending on her, too.