Billionaire's match novel

Chapter 859 Nick smiled faintly. "Solara Energy wants to leverage its proprietary technology to pry open the market quickly. But some markets can't be forced open with money alone. What we need is amore solid anchor." "You want to be that anchor?" "We," Nick corrected, taking her hand. "Hunt Group and Morrison Group-our partnership has already begun." Khloe felt her heartbeat quicken. This vision was far grander than simple business competition and far closer to the kind of future she had always wanted. So everything they had done at the bidding conference...

Nick had already planned far beyond that moment. "But it'll take time," he continued. "And we'll need more allies." Khloe thought of Ralph. For expanding Morrison Group internationally and integrating projects, he would undoubtedly be one of them. "Exactly." Nick's lips curved slightly. "Lucas holds a lot of international connections. He could be a good entry point." Realization dawned on Khloe. "So you weren't just teasing him tonight for fun?" "Half and half." Nick narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Watching him seriously try to figure it out was entertaining." "You really are something," Khloe laughed, finally understanding what true strategic cunning looked like. 1 A true master of business didn't wear calculation on his face. Instead, like Nick, he earned trust effortlessly-drawing people in without them ever realizing. "Mutual benefit, that's all." Nick lifted a brow. Khloe's gaze drifted to his lips, and for a moment, she fell silent. The atmosphere shifted, deepening. Her lashes fluttered as his presence drew closer.

1 Outside, the night had grown darker, yet the city lights still glittered brightly. On an empty street, Charlotte stood for a long time before finally turning away. Somewhere far off, Noah boarded a night train. The scenery outside rushed past in a blur, as if swallowing the fragile defenses of his heart bit by bit. Meanwhile, in a quiet, softly lit bedroom, Khloe and Nick stood entwined, fingers interlocked, holding each other close Nick's kiss began as a gentle test, lingering at the edge of her lips. She felt his breathing deepen, the arm around her waist tightening slightly.

Tilting her head up, she returned the kiss. Their lips met and parted in a slow, tender rhythm, reluctant to break apart. After what felt like a long while, Nick finally pulled back slightly. His forehead rested against her collarbone, his breathing uneven. Something stirred in the depths of his eyes, but in the end, he only held her tighter, restraining himself. "Khloe... goodnight." Early the next morning, Charlotte went to the hospital. Though Ethan's injuries hadn't struck anything vital, more than a dozen knife wounds were enough to nearly take half his life.

Charlotte still had a conscience. After all, this time-whether in public matters or private-Ethan had done her a great favor. So 1H ƯÏ TH. 1 Ï_-Ặ- OS NV 00v. 6g kia re of him. The news of Nick and Khloe's return now dominated the business headlines in Goldmont City. As a result, the investigation into Clarice hadn't drawn much attention, though there were still quite a few reports about her. News of Ethan's hospitalization had also been reported alongside it. When Christopher heard that Ethan had been injured and hospitalized, he had wanted to visit.

But with exams approaching, Charlotte didn't want him distracted, so she promised to arrange video calls between him and Ethan over the next few days. What Charlotte hadn't expected was that when she arrived at the ward, the patient inside had already been replaced. She went to the nurses' station to check, only to learn that Ethan had been discharged the day before. His wounds had only just been stitched. He should have stayed under observation for at least three more days.