Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 830 The figures approaching were none other than Khloe and Nick. Khloe wore a delicate, silk-like robe, her long hair flowing freely, her expression calm and untroubled, as if the chaos around her barely registered. "Too late to realize you've been fooled," she said. In her slender hands, she gripped a black pistol, angled straight at the man before her. Nick's tall frame moved to shield her, his brow furrowed with a hint of tension.

Yet, before the man could react, Nick's elbow struck with precise force-disarming him effortlessly as if plucking an object from a bag-and handed the gun over to. Khloe. Holding two pistols now, Khloe shot Nick a sweet smile. "So this is what it feels like to hold a gun. No wonder these criminals are sO arrogant." Nick shook his head helplessly. "Be careful. Don't fire recklessly." Khloe wanted the thrill, but Nick worried she'd overdo it. Normally, he wouldn't even want her showing up at a moment like this. ---- "You... you think you can just hide like this?

I'l tell you now- you'll die tonight..." The man sneered, but his words hadn't finished when several people, bound and gagged, were thrown toward him Lucas and his men stepped forward. "Too bad for you. We've caught all your men." Even from a distance, the sirens of approaching police cars echoed through the villa. The man's eyes widened in rage, lips twitching Seeing Lucas's men subdue him, Khloe finally lowered her weapons and linked her arm through Nick's. Having been tricked once, there was no way they'd fall for it twice. Lacuna had seriously underestimated them.

Though their influence in Goldmont was limited, even if they tracked Nick, they wouldn't dare act recklessly. But Khloe's deliberate disappearance had forced Clarice into a vulnerable position. Knowing she'd risk everything, any opportunistic attack was inevitable. Khloe trusted Lacuna's capabilities, but she had no idea when they'd strike. That's why she and Nick waited here, watching, ---- ready. And they hadn't counted on one person-Lucas. When Khloe had asked about the villa's security, Lucas had only smiled. It was a makeshift villa-nothing fancy.

But poor security didn't mean his people were helpless. Most of Lacuna's men were former mercenaries, yet Lucas, with years running his Naraida gambling operations and a hyper-vigilant streak, had surrounded himself with top-tier talent. Even the housekeeper could be deadly. Whether ten men or a hundred came, they would be stepping into a trap set by Lucas. Khloe planned to wait for the attackers to move before contacting the authorities. She wanted the criminals caught red- handed. Before dawn, Clarice arrived at the airport. Her team handling Ethan had yet to report back.

Fearing an unexpected setback, she had Spence meet her ahead of schedule. They hadn't seen each other in years. Sitting in the VIP lounge, she couldn't help but reminisce. Had she never met Niel, the ---- most important person in her life would probably have been Spence. Spence had been like a father and brother rolled into one- tolerant, protective, reliable. He made her feel secure. But Niel was different. He appeared gentle but was, at his core, obsessive and exacting.

After they met, Niel treated her as a marriage prospect, sparing no resources to guide and support her-but his kindness came at a price. He never lowered his expectations. To be his woman, Clarice had to be strong. Niel was willing to invest his effort to shape her, to elevate her-but warmth and tenderness were rarely part of the deal.