Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 1090

Trey knew Khloe very well—so well that he understood she would definitely record their private meeting, and would inevitably come looking for Ariana.

Trey had deliberately given them time, letting them draw close to Ariana.

Ariana had already been psychologically conditioned. Even if she realized Trey was not as perfect as she once believed, she would not trust their words. The moment they came to her, they had already lost.

Khloe understood Trey just as well, which was why she had warned Ethan to stay cautious.

But Trey also knew something else: at a time like this, Khloe could not possibly stay calm. No one could resist the urge to retaliate, to expose the truth.

The more someone believed they were righteous, the more they wanted to prove it—that was human nature.

Ethan was no exception. Khloe was no exception either.

Only by letting Ariana be thoroughly manipulated first could they completely close off any future leverage against her.

Because even if one day Ariana discovered the truth, she would never seek help from them—people who had clearly come to use her.

"Ethan, I must say I admire you. You're so busy with work, yet you still had time to keep me company these past two days. Thank you for the drinks. If one day the Morrison Group collapses, perhaps I can submit your résumé to Olympus's HR department for you."

Ariana's words were measured and deliberate. Her voice was soft, but every syllable carried a chilling edge.

When she finished speaking, she took Trey's arm on her own initiative and turned to leave.

Trey glanced back, his eyes landing provocatively on Ethan.

"Ethan, thanks for your hard work these past couple of days. Please send my regards to Khloe."

Ethan clenched his jaw so hard he nearly ground his teeth to dust. He stepped forward, almost unable to stop himself from rushing over and beating Trey to the ground.

But Trey's men had already arrived. Surrounded, the two figures disappeared completely into the darkness.

"Damn it!"

He could only curl up, protecting his head as best he could, biting down hard in silence.

There was no need to guess—these men had definitely been sent by that bastard Trey.

The wounds on his body seemed to split open again. Pain flooded through his limbs, dragging his consciousness into a blur. He did not know how long it lasted before the attacks finally stopped.

Someone kicked him. Then grabbed his hair, leaning in to hiss a warning by his ear, "Remember this. Next time you dare get close to Miss Talois, it won't end so lightly."

Ethan clenched his jaw in humiliation, refusing to respond. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, slowly trailing down.

The men shoved him away and left quickly.

He tried to get up, but his strength was gone. He staggered and collapsed again onto the ground.

Looking up at the murky sky, he coughed violently a few times, gasping for air.