Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 762 If Noah hadn't been physically strong, he probably would have ended up trapped in Naraida long ago. As soon as Noah's body regained some strength, he immediately began searching for Nick. He had assumed that the people who took Nick were from Lacuna, but after several days of inquiries, he discovered that many others were still actively looking for them in Naraida. Noah had even been followed and had a direct confrontation with members of Lacuna. During that encounter, he managed to extract some information about Nick-confirming that Nick had not fallen into their hands.

Excluding Lacuna, the people capable of rescuing Nick had to either be in a situation similar to Noah's encounter or someone Nick knew personally. If a complete stranger had intervened, they wouldn't have left him behind while taking Nick away alone. Analyzing the situation, Noah concluded it was highly likely that the rescuer was someone Nick knew. The motive, however, remained unclear. There were no news reports or leads about Nick in Naraida, but ruling out Lacuna meant Nick was probably safe. He might even ---- have returned to Goldmont City by now.

Thinking this through, Noah decided to head back to Goldmont City-for his own safety and to gather more information. But without a working phone or any way to contact Nick or his allies, and fearing that trying to make contact in Naraida might cause unnecessary trouble, he had no choice but to trade the last of his valuables for travel funds. "Sir, let's be clear-right now, you're asking me for help. If | don't know what you're up to, how do I know you're not a bad person? Why should | contact Khloe for you?" Charlotte said, half- amused. Noah's reply cut through her hesitation.

"Then why should | trust you? Are you that close to Khloe?" His voice was flat, calm, and unyielding-it made Charlotte stumble over her words "You..." she began, but he interrupted firmly "Stop. You know Khloe's number. Call her. Ill speak to her." Charlotte hesitated but wasn't trying to make things difficult After a moment, she retrieved her phone. "At least tell me your name." "Noah," he said. He hadn't wanted to tell her, but seeing her ---- obedient, straightforward expression, he relented. It was late. Charlotte glanced at him, then dialed Khloe's number. Twice, no one answered.

Noah grew anxious and tried to snatch the phone from her, but Charlotte dodged nimbly. "It's too late," she said. "Khloe is probably asleep. She needs rest -her body can't handle it. It's already past midnight. You can't reach her now." Noah's eyes narrowed. "Then let's go to her house." He turned to leave-but when he looked back, Charlotte wasn't following. She had taken a quick photo of him and was preparing to leave. Noah's expression darkened. He immediately caught up to her and twisted her arm. "What do you think you're doing?" "Noah! Don't!" Charlotte cried, struggling.

"There are security guards here!" Noah let out an exasperated sigh. "You really think | can't handle you? I'm not trying to hurt you-I just don't want to fight with a girl." "Fight? Just as | thought... you're not a good man." ---- "No, I'm not a good man. But to Khloe, right now, I'm the one she most wants to see." He stepped closer, his gaze sharp and commanding. The air around him suddenly felt oppressive. "Take me to Khloe." Charlotte froze, trying to process his words. She didn't necessarily believe Noah was a bad person, but his intensity unnerved her.

She had already sent Khloe the photo she'd just taken. If he truly was someone Khloe knew, she would reply. But revealing Khloe's address to a stranger now felt far too risky. "Listen," Charlotte said cautiously. "If you really are her friend, you should know she hasn't been well lately. She needs rest. It's late, and there's nothing urgent we can do tonight. Can't we wait until first thing tomorrow morning?"