Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 852 Michael would bow his head to his father, but never to Oscar's coercion. Michael had no intention of returning to the Morrison family. His divorce from Winnie was only so he could fulfill his duty at his father's bedside. Nick spoke in a low voice, "So... you've only gone through the formalities?" Winnie nodded. "Yes. This is the best solution | could come up with. We'll separate for now. Michael can go home and take care of his father more easily. As for what comes next... we'll take it 'one step at a time." So it was a "divorce" in name, not in love.

At that, the tension in everyone's brows eased. Khloe fell into thought, while Nick stood and poured himself another glass of water. "In that case," he said, lifting his glass slightly, "this toast is to your courage now and the turning point ahead." "Alright." ---- Michael immediately poured himself half a glass of wine and raised it with a smile. Winnie picked up her glass again as well, lightly clinking it against his. Khloe watched the way their gazes intertwined, the light in their eyes still burning, and at last, the weight in her chest settled. Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, night had fallen. Michael had a project to attend to early the next morning, so he and Winnie were the first to leave. Since both had been drinking, Khloe asked Lenny to drive them back. She, Nick, and Charlotte walked them all the way to the entrance of the residential complex. As they turned to head back, Charlotte caught sight of a familiar figure near the gate. "Khloe," she called. Khloe followed her gaze. The man standing there was Noah. Although their complex had strict access control-no visitors were allowed without her authorization-Noah was an exception.

---- A mercenary for many years, there were few places he couldn't come and go from freely-short of a presidential compound Khloe knew he avoided leaving traces, so she didn't interfere. However, she had asked Charlotte to leave him a message in the game, inviting him to join them for dinner today. He had likely wanted to avoid a crowd, which was why he had waited until now. When Nick saw Noah, a faint glint flickered in his dark eyes. Noah was still dressed in a simple black jacket and cargo pants.

His tall frame carried an air of distance, as though he could melt into the night at any moment. He held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, idly rolling it. "Noah," Khloe called softly. "Charlotte made a whole table of dishes today. Why didn't you come eat with us?" "Too many people. I'll pass." Noah smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping briefly over Charlotte standing behind Khloe. He smiled at her in greeting. Charlotte, however, didn't quite know what to say. ---- Noah's eyes shifted past her shoulder, landing on Nick standing beside Khloe.

He stepped forward, stopping in front of Nick, and gave his arm a light punch. Beneath the brim of his cap, his face was clearly illuminated by the streetlamp. "See? | told you-Heaven isn't blind. | knew you'd be fine." "You too," Nick replied evenly. They both smiled. A thousand unspoken words settled quietly between them. "Alright. Seeing that you'e all safe, I've got my answer." Noah's voice was low and rough, as concise as ever. He nodded, a trace of relief in the gesture. Khloe caught the meaning behind his words. "Noah, are you leaving?" "Yeah," he said. "It's time for me to go.

Spence is under investigation. Lacuna won't be able to stay in Goldmont City much longer. If | get caught in the middle, I'll be in trouble soon enough." Yesterday, he had gone to see Spence-under the identity of a ---- lawyer.