Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131

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Khloe’s voice was soft and sweet, and her beauty only amplified the sincerity in her words. Within moments, she had won over the entire table of elders.

The dinner was filled with laughter and warmth. Khloe, eager to show her respect, toasted each elder with heartfelt attention, drinking enough to make herself feel slightly lightheaded.

“Khloe, I didn’t expect you to hold your liquor so well…” Arista said happily. Rarely did someone accompany her family for drinks-especially a future daughter-in-law. She beamed, her approval of Khloe evident in her eyes.

Loretta, however, looked a little concerned. “Khloe, that’s enough. If you drink too much, you’ll get uncomfortable.”.

“I’m fine, Grandma…” Khloe smiled. She had drunk a bit, but she wasn’t drunk, and tonight her spirits were high, her smile frequent and bright.

Her phone suddenly buzzed. Squinting, Khloe saw it was Nick calling.

She answered immediately. “Nick, you’re finally done with work?”

Her voice carried an unusual excitement, warmer and more intimate than usual.

Nick instantly noticed the subtle difference. “Have you been drinking?”

“Yes,” she admitted. “I’ve been having a great time with Arista’s family and Loretta. I drank just a little… It would have been perfect if you were here. The dinner was so good… I really wanted to eat with you…”

Her words came softly, unfiltered and almost dreamlike in their honesty-she was relaxed, slightly dizzy, and speaking without thinking.

“Khloe,” Nick’s voice darkened, low and heavy, as though holding back a tide of emotion. After a pause, he said, It’s noisy there. Step outside and take the call.”

“Okay, I’ll be right there.” Khloe glanced at the elders, who were chatting happily. She carefully got up, signaling a brief nod to Arista and Loretta, and hurried out of the VIP room.

“Nick, I’m out…”

She stumbled a little as she walked down the hall. Just as she raised her voice, her eyes fell on a familiar figure standing at the far end, backlit by the corridor lights.

The figure looked strikingly like Nick.

“Nick? Am I seeing things? You look so much like him…”

She stepped instinctively toward the figure. Then a soft, low breath-half laugh, half sigh-brushed past her ear.

“You’ve clearly been drinking quite a bit,” Nick’s voice echoed gently.

Khloe froze. Before she could fully register, the figure turned-less than a meter away-and there he was, Nick’s perfectly sculpted features unmistakable.

“Nick!”

Excited, she moved closer. Seeing her unsteady steps, Nick quickly reached out, steadying her in his arms.

“Khloe…”

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His voice was suddenly tender, and his breath brushed her lips. But before he could say more, Khloe wrapped her arins around his neck, tilting her head and gazing at him with watery eyes.

“Nick… your voice… I love hearing you call me that,” she whispered.

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