Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 723 "The Davis family and Clarice aren't necessarily linked. If | provoke them, | gain nothing." Henry considered Khloe's words carefully, then softened his tone, choosing to retreat slightly. He wanted to lay out the stakes for Khloe. With her sharp mind, she would soon understand that everything he had now would eventually become her resources, her leverage. But toppling the Davis family would still cost him a significant portion of his interests. "If you don't act, the Davis family will still fall," Khloe said curtly. She didn't waste more words and turned to leave.

But before she could step out of the room, Henry's voice stopped her He had just finished a phone call, instructing his subordinates to sever all of the Davis family's partnerships. Moreover, every collaboration the Davis family relied on for survival would be cut, even at the expense of Morrison family interests. 1 Khloe halted mid-step. She turned to see Henry hang up the phone, his face dark, eyes narrowing at her. ---- A lifetime spent wielding threats and control had finally come full circle-someone was now using the same method against him. And unexpectedly...

that person was his own granddaughter. The Morrison family had produced Khloe. As Clarice had once said, it truly was their greatest misfortune. Khloe gave a slight nod to Henry. She turned to leave, and he, coughing violently, was momentarily overcome with chest pain and panic. He couldn't help but call out, "Are you saying... you'll never come see me again?" Khloe didn't stop her steps, nor did she look back. A shaft of sunlight slanted across her path, and she seemed to press it underfoot as if to stamp it down. "You've worried your whole life.

| only hope you live long and stay healthy," she said. The words, though brief, sparked a faint glimmer in Henry's eyes. But Khloe's next sentence snuffed it out entirely. "That way, you can properly choose an heir worthy of inheriting your legacy. After all... that's what matters most to you, isn't it?" Her retreating figure seemed to mirror Niel's long-ago departure, ---- the day he had defied Henry's plans and clashed with him. Back then, Henry had tried tirelessly to mold Niel into the perfect successor, severing father-son bonds with each test, each interference.

When Niel finally left, he had spoken words not unlike Khloe's now. Khloe left the room. Delilah was waiting silently at the door. She escorted Khloe all the way outside, her gaze filled with concern and a hint of fear, hesitant to speak. Only when Khloe reached her car did she turn to Delilah. "Thank you," she said simply. "| didn't do anything... it's you who... must find peace." Delilah bowed her head. "After the Morrison and Remington family's worldly cooperation project is established, Ralph may go to Goldmont City. | hope that one day you'll come back here together.

When that happens, I'll make sure to host you properly," Delilah added. Khloe's expression remained cool, her brows shadowed with a touch of grief. Yet her voice was gentle, almost tender, and her faint smile carried a blessing for both Delilah and Ralph. Delilah was momentarily stunned. Then it clicked-what Ralph had told her before, the way he'd interacted with her, it had all been because Khloe had spoken to him. Since then, Ralph would ---- chat with her briefly every day. Though they hadn't shared much, a quiet closeness had begun to grow between them. "Khloe, |-" Delilah began.

"Where there's fate, you fight for it. Where there's affection, you cherish it." Khloe said simply.