Chapter 186
The flickering candlelight danced across Nick’s sharply defined features, and Khloe found herself staring, utterly captivated.
It wasn’t until the flames were blown out that she snapped back to reality, quickly distributing the utensils to Loretta and Leon and cutting slices of the cake.
Knowing Nick didn’t usually have a sweet tooth, no one offered him a piece. But this cake was handmade by Khloe, and after serving the others, Nick cut himself a generous slice. He ate it, savoring it completely, and even looked at Khloe with a faint smile. “Delicious.”
It was an ordinary flavor, yet to Nick, it somehow tasted better than anything a top-tier pastry chef could make.
Loretta and Leon, delighted like children, devoured their portions with obvious pleasure.
After the cake, Arista called for a video chat. She spoke with Khloe and the others briefly before connecting Nick to his father, George Hunt.
Nick’s father shared almost the same facial structure as Nick, but his features were softer and less striking, lacking the sharp, refined edges that made Nick’s presence so commanding.
Perhaps due to the video call, George seemed less imposing than rumors suggested. His hair was streaked with gray, and his square glasses gave him a scholarly appearance. While he rarely smiled, his tone was surprisingly gentle, though he spoke sparingly, not appearing overly enthusiastic.
Nick didn’t seem inclined to let his father talk too much to Khloe. He quickly took the phone upstairs, leaving George’s sudden shift to business matters behind. Khloe exchanged a look with Nick before he retreated to the study.
“Don’t worry about it. That’s just how father and son are-they rarely have emotional exchanges. Every time they meet, it’s either work or work,” Loretta sighed.
The relationship between father and son had always been strained. Loretta had hoped that marriage would soften Nick, but he remained the same-polite to the family, yet rigid and disciplined under his father’s scrutiny. Even minor matters brought sharp words, sometimes harsh enough to sting.
Nick’s choice to take the call away from Khloe was largely to spare her the sight of his cold reception in front of his father.
“It’s fine, work comes first,” Khloe murmured, her gaze lingering on him with concern.
She lingered on the sofa chatting with Loretta a while longer before being guided to the suite prepared for the newlyweds.
The Hunt family estate was vast. The main villa alone had six master bedrooms, and Loretta had chosen a quiet, south-facing corner for them, complete with a private staircase leading directly to the downstairs hall and dining
area.
The bedroom had been thoughtfully arranged: champagne-colored silk bedding, a plush, pristine leather-and- fur rug, and a pale yellow crystal lamp casting a soft glow on the nightstand.
Loretta personally showed Khloe the walk-in closet, stocked with brand-name clothing, sleepwear, and lingerie -all carefully selected to her measurements. She had prepared all this immediately after helping Khloe pick her formal gowns, ensuring everything would be ready for her stay.
Khloe’s heart swelled with warmth and a hint of embarrassment. “Grandma, you’ve gone to so much trouble.”
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