Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 843 George let his arm drop with a huff. Nick's resistance stung him, though he knew he had brought this on himself. All these years, Nick had endured his temper without once retaliating. He had bottled up his own frustrations until they festered inside, yet the son had never lashed out. Now, with the distance and tension between them, he had no one to blame but himself. "Today..." Just as George was about to turn and leave, Nick's voice rang out again. He paused, uncertain. Was Nick... seeking his opinion?

"Today, the decision Khloe and | made was a spontaneous one," Nick said, his tone calm but resolute. "It may affect Hunt Group's long-term profits." George's brow lifted slightly. "But Khloe and | share a common wish," Nick continued, still not looking directly at him. "We want those who have lost hope, those trapped at the edge of despair... not to give up easily." ---- Khloe smiled softly, quietly affirming the sentiment. Indeed, the decision had been impulsive. Yet, neither of them felt it was wrong.

Especially after Khloe had learned of Niel's vision for growing Morrison Pharmaceuticals, she felt a deep responsibility to carry it forward. Niel had been willing to clash with Henry, endure bitter hatred from Clarice, all to protect the future of Morrison Pharmaceuticals-not just as a market leader in Goldmont, but as a promise to the nation and its people. That was his life's ideal. Morrison Pharmaceuticals was meant to produce good medicine. Affordable medicine. All of the assets Niel had poured his heart into were meant to become hope for countless families.

As his daughter and inheritor of a multibillion-dollar legacy, Khloe naturally carried the responsibility of fulfilling her father's, vision. Nick and she shared a united purpose; their hearts were aligned. Hunt Group's rise to prominence had always depended on integrity and virtue, and Nick believed the future of Hunt Group and Morrison Pharmaceuticals would not be limited to profit alone. ---- The family's eyes turned to George. Arista clenched her hands, afraid he might dampen the mood. Yet, George smiled. "Indeed... this is a bold move.

But | think what you two have done today is magnificent. Absolutely audacious." Nick's expression shifted slightly. George continued, "From the day | entrusted Hunt Group to you, | believed you could bear its weight. You've carried forward Hunt Group's spirit flawlessly. You don't need to care about my opinion-what you've done surpasses anything | could have done." Leon nodded, voice warm but teasing. "Finally, you speak truthfully!

Compared to your son, you still have much to learn- especially in perspective." George, feeling touched by his father's words, couldn't help but bristle at the comment. "I'm not that bad! At least in business experience, I'm far stronger than Nick." "Sure, keep telling yourself that..." Nick had never seen his grandfather and father bicker like this before. He chuckled quietly, glancing sideways at Khloe's ---- amused eyes, and felt a rush of warmth sweep through him. Everything had been resolved. Now, all he wanted was to be alone with Khloe.

Arista and Grandma Loretta, reading the couple's hearts perfectly, gently nudged Khloe toward Nick. "All right, you've both had a long day. Go home and rest." "We'll see each other later," Nick murmured. On the way home, Khloe and Nick's hands were interlaced, their bodies seemingly glued together. Lenny didn't even dare to look in the rearview mirror while driving. The level of intimacy between them was simply astonishing. With just a quick glance, he caught sight of their lips locked together, and even he felt a wave of heat rush through his body.