Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 854 But Noah knew he didn't have that kind of time. Khloe parted her lips, the words of protest circling at the tip of her tongue, yet she couldn't bring herself to say them. She understood that Noah's world was different from theirs. He came and went like the wind. Goldmont City, to him, was perhaps nothing more than a temporary stop "will you come back?" she asked at last. Noah shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe... we won't meet again." There was a finality to his words. For no reason she could name, Khloe felt a sting in her chest.

Though his voice was calm, there was an indescribable sadness beneath it. Nick seemed to understand as well. "Even if we don't meet again, take care of yourself." At that moment, Charlotte stepped forward, moving past Khloe to face Noah. Khloe noticed her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her ---- clothes, her gaze fixed tightly on Noah's face, her lips pressed so hard they had turned pale. Noah seemed to sense her stare. His lashes lowered slightly, his gaze pausing on her face for the briefest moment-so fleeting it was almost as if it had never happened.

Then he reached into his pocket and took out a palm-sized black box, unmarked and plain, handing it to Khloe. "For your son-or daughter," he said simply. "Nothing valuable. Just for protection." Khloe accepted it. It felt slightly heavy in her hand, cool with the chill of metal. Probably a custom-made dagger of some sort. She didn't open it. "Thank you." Noah gave a quiet "Mm," as if he had nothing more to say. He turned, ready to leave. "Noah." Khloe suddenly called out again. She glanced at Charlotte beside her, who looked as if she wanted to speak but couldn't.

"Charlotte, go walk him out for me. Nick and | will head back ---- first." Charlotte froze for a second. Before she could react, she felt a gentle push at her back-by the time Khloe finished speaking, she had already been nudged forward. Her eyes met Noah's. She quickly lowered her head in acknowledgment. Khloe had only taken a few steps before stopping. She had wanted to sneak back and watch the two of them from the side, but Nick took her hand and led her away without giving her the chance. There were so many lovers in this world.

Khloe had almost forgotten to let this one find its way first. Charlotte felt a little awkward, unsure what to say for a long moment. She hurriedly took out her phone. "Where are you going? I'll call a car to take you." "No need." "That won't do. Khloe asked me to see you off-I have to." Charlotte's voice was soft, tinged with a faint trace of disappointment. Noah smiled. "Then let's just walk for a bit." ---- Charlotte looked up, meeting his deep, cool gaze beneath the brim of his cap She nodded.

The two of them walked side by side, leaving the residential complex and heading toward the streets beyond. After a few minutes, Charlotte suddenly remembered something. "Oh-right. That night... how were you?" The night she meant was when she and Ethan had been attacked at the Morrison Group building At the time, she had been entirely focused on getting Ethan to the hospital, then rushing to the police station to submit evidence... She hadn't even had the chance to say a few proper words to Noah. Noah paused for a moment. The hand in his pocket shifted slightly.

That night, he had saved the two of them-but when he turned around, he saw that Ethan was injured, and Charlotte had rushed to his side, deeply concerned. + In truth, Noah had been hurt as well. The cut on his hand wasn't deep, but it had filled his palm with blood. ---- Yet, Charlotte's gaze had not fallen on him even once. It was true... his injuries weren't as serious as Ethan's. And yet, for a brief moment, Noah had wished that someone would care about him too. These were thoughts he had never had before.

He thought back to Khloe and Nick on the bus, the way they had risked their lives for each other. And then, seeing Charlotte and Ethan... the sense of loss within him only deepened.