Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 118

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Chapter 118

The servant hurried to catch up. “Dinner’s ready, sir. I’ve prepared it according to your tastes, since I heard you’d be home today.”

“And Pete?” Trey noticed that Pete had been unusually quiet today. Normally, the moment he returned, Pete would come out and make a fuss.

“Oh, Miss Angela took him.”

Trey froze for a moment before recalling-Pete had called that morning, insisting on seeing Angela. Helpless, he had let her take him temporarily. Angela hadn’t even greeted him properly when she picked Pete up, clearly still sulking over something.

But now, Trey didn’t have the energy to care about Angela.

At the dining table, five dishes were laid out-Trey’s favorites. The centerpiece was a creamy soybean and pork

trotter soup.

He took the ladle handed to him by the servant and tasted it. The flavor was fine, but the pork trotter wasn’t tender enough, and the broth lacked the richness he remembered. He frowned. “Why does it taste different from usual?”

“Different?” The servant paused, then realized. “Oh, Madam studies the dishes you like repeatedly to get the flavor just right. This soup is especially tricky. The pork trotters alone-Madam goes to a shop several kilometers away in the early morning to get them. She said theirs are the best in Goldmont City, though sometimes it’s hard to find… We never realized making the soup properly required so many details and effort. It’s impossible for us to replicate Madam’s version perfectly.”

Trey paused again, and her gentle voice echoed in his mind, “Trey, last time you said you liked the pork trotter soup at that private restaurant, so I recreated it today. Taste it and see what you think.”

“Mmm, very good. You can make this often.”

He had assumed that with servants at home, it wouldn’t take much effort for her to recreate the dish.

And her hopeful, eager expression? All he had returned was a perfunctory response. Yet she had never complained about the effort she put in.

Suddenly, he couldn’t eat.

He had intended to recall their past, to think of ways to rekindle her warmth for him-but now he realized… everything he thought was “good” for her had been reversed.

Trey’s care had always been vocal, superficial, and surface-level, while Khloe rarely spoke, instead showing her devotion through action.

By evening, Khloe, busy as ever, picked up her phone and thought of Nick.

After Valentine’s day, Nick had become extremely busy. Though he started calling and texting her proactively, their meetings were rare. Either he was tied up outside, or Khloe had a pile of Morrison Group matters to handle. Overall, Nick’s schedule was even more demanding.

Whenever Khloe had free moments, she found herself thinking of him. Sometimes, she would call impulsively just to hear his voice-but without exception, he would hang up hastily before saying much.

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Chapter 118

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The memory of him holding her that night felt almost dreamlike now, surreal and unreal.

Yet every day, Loretta still sent her messages on time, checking in, occasionally delivering lunch and dinner. It made her feel, strangely, like she truly had a family.

Khloe looked at her phone and received a call from Loretta.

“Khloe, are you free to come over for dinner tonight? Your Grandpa Leon cooked-he made several of his signature dishes!”

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