Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 787 So today, Khloe struck first by handing Angela's secret over to Barney as a warning. She wasn't certain how far things had progressed between Barney and Angela. But she was sure of one thing: Barney, as the head of Solara Energy and the only son of the Lemont family, had pride to protect What Khloe preserved wasn't Angela's last shred of dignity-it was Barney's last ounce of honor. If Barney were smart, he would weigh his next move carefully. And no doubt, the Lemont family had likely received the same" gift." As for Angela's dream of marrying into the Lemont family...

it was probably shattered. During the meal, Charlotte noticed Khloe staring down at her phone and couldn't help speaking up. "Khloe, you should separate work from rest. If you don't focus while eating, your stomach will suffer." "Mm, you're right." Khloe heeded the advice, setting her phone aside and picking up her fork. ---- But barely a few bites in, the doorbell rang. Before Khloe could stand, the housemaid went to answer, yet the video monitor revealed no one outside. After calling several times with no response, she looked puzzled.

Khloe exchanged a glance with Charlotte, who immediately went to check, Charlotte said to the housekeeper, "It's fine. You go back to what you were doing-this is a friend of mine." As Charlotte opened the door, she saw a familiar hat brim-it was none other than Noah. Due to Noah's special status, he rarely contacted anyone by phone. If something needed discussing, it was always in person. That's why they had arranged this meeting at Khloe's house. "You're cooking? Smells amazing." Noah leaned in, bending slightly to sniff Charlotte's shoulder before she could speak.

Charlotte blushed and shivered slightly under his proximity. Even in the dead of winter, he wore only a thin T-shirt under a leather jacket, a black cap shading his eyes, his sculpted features sharper than ever... and, inexplicably, Charlotte felt he looked a little handsome. ---- "Your nose is sharp-right on time. Come on in and eat with us." Khloe had already guessed it was him and had retrieved plates and cutlery from the kitchen. The housekeeper was still inside, so Khloe quietly pulled the partition door closed. Though she trusted the housekeeper, Noah was naturally cautious.

In his tules, strangers shouldn't remember his face. Noah made no formalities-he sat down, grabbed a fork, and started eating with no pretense. His rough, direct manner immediately erased the slight impression Charlotte had just formed. She opened her mouth, intending to suggest he wash his hands first, but he was already eating. Glancing at Khloe, Charlotte quietly set down her own utensils. " You two eat. I'll go help out in the kitchen." "sit" Even before Khloe could speak, Noah swallowed a few bites and dropped the command like an order.

His tone carried that unmistakable authority, and Charlotte instinctively paused. "Let's eat together," Khloe said softly, pulling Charlotte back to the table. Charlotte was thoughtful-she didn't want to interfere with their ---- discussion. And Noah's identity couldn't be exposed, so perhaps he also preferred she not be there. Yet, Khloe had already invited her, so she sat down. Watching Noah eat with obvious enjoyment, Khloe added casually, "You're in for a treat today. Charlotte cooked these." "You made this?" Hearing that, Noah finally lifted his head from his plate.

He wiped his mouth and glanced at Charlotte, a subtle brightness flickering in his dark eyes. Charlotte felt a little embarrassed but nodded. "Your cooking is amazing-so much better than any restaurant I've eaten at."