Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 853 When Spence saw Noah, he was calm. Noah had expected hatred. Instead, Spence smiled and began reminiscing about their past. Back then, they had both been homeless. Noah had treated him as family, as someone to rely on-and Spence had done the same, seeing Noah as his own younger brother. Even when Noah left, Spence had already sensed that one day, the blade in his hand would be turned against him. And yet, he had never resolved to eliminate Noah. Now, seeing him again, Spence felt more relief than anything else. Relief that he had never harmed Noah.

He felt comfort in knowing that Noah had not forgotten where they began Noah had always regarded Spence as a kind of faith-but to Spence, Noah was also the version of himself he had once protected. "Just for a woman-you've sacrificed so many lives, everything you worked for, even our ideals. Was it worth it?" Spence might have let it go, but Noah couldn't. Even now, he ---- couldn't accept what Spence had become. That he would personally destroy the home they had once built together, "You've never experienced the darkness | have," Spence said lightly, "so you wouldn't understand.

People like us-if we're not ruthless enough, even survival is a luxury. Ideals? What are ideals? Nothing more than a way to comfort ourselves." He smiled faintly. Noah was too naive. Few who had clawed their way out of the battlefield remained as unguarded as him And it was true-once, he had been exactly as Noah imagined. It wasn't that he had changed. It was that those ideals had long since become stepping stones in his life There were things he had once wanted. But as losses piled up, they had stopped mattering. "Noah, you asked me whether it was worth it-for a woman. | can't answer that.

Because she isn't my woman. She's just... a place where | wanted to set my heart down. When a person wanders for too long, they start to imagine... a place where their heart can finally rest." 1 Spence looked into Noah's eyes, a bitter curve touching his lips. "Maybe one day you'll understand. But I'd rather you didn't." Noah didn't fully understand his words. But as Spence spoke, he found himself thinking of Khloe and Charlotte. ---- Whenever he was with them, a faint weariness would creep in- toward the cold, lonely days of his past. Spence was right.

When a person has wandered long enough, they begin to long for a place of peace. It doesn't have to be anything grand. But it has to be somewhere the heart can finally settle. As Noah was about to leave, Spence suddenly called out to him. "Go. Go as far away as you can. Lacuna won't survive this. They already know about your betrayal. Goldmont City won't have room for you-and neither will they. They'll do whatever it takes to eliminate you. Even the people around you won't be spared." Noah remained calm. He had already expected these consequences.

Spence didn't need to remind him-he knew that any semblance of peace in his life was over from this point on "Take care." He didn't say much more. Behind him, Spence's low voice followed, "Live well. | hope you get the life of freedom you've always wanted." Spence's words settled heavily in Noah's heart. ---- As the man himself had said, he shouldn't have come to say goodbye. He had never been one for farewells. For people like them, absence itself was proof of existence. And yet, this time, Noah made an exception. He wanted to see Khloe and Nick.

He wanted to have one more meal cooked by Charlotte. And he wanted to do as Charlotte had once suggested-stay in Goldmont City for a while, explore it properly, and, one by one, do all the things he had never done in his life