Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28

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Winnie hadn’t intervened out of kindness. Earlier, in the restroom, she had overheard Veronica scheming with her

friends.

She simply couldn’t stand to let Veronica win.

… And besides, Khloe was Michael’s sister.

The memory of how protectively Michael had shielded Khloe the night before–as if Winnie were some kind of threat–still stung.

“Thank you for your help, Miss Olson,” Khloe said softly, “but… I think I’ll sit here.”

Turning back to the table, she pulled out the empty chair and sat down as if it had been hers all along.

“Khloe, who do you think you are? You can’t just sit anywhere you want! Have you no manners at all?”

Veronica lost her composure, her voice rising to a shrill pitch.

“I’ll admit, I don’t know much about banquet etiquette,” Kloe said evenly, a faint, unruffled smile on her lips, ” because this is, in fact, my first time at an event of this caliber.”

The sheer calm with which she owned the insult left Veronica momentarily speechless.

“But,” Khloe continued smoothly, “when I arrived, both the organizers and my family reminded me that, as the principal heiress of the Morrison fortune in Goldmont City I am expected to sit at the head table. To do otherwise would be seen as a loss of respect for the family.”

She gestured lightly to the empty place. “This is the head table, and this seat has no name card. Coincidentally, mine is missing. It seems logical that the organizers reserved this spot for me.”

Her words were delivered with such quiet authority that even skeptical guests found themselves nodding. The Morrison family’s stature was undeniable, and it gave her every right to claim that seat.

“That makes perfect sense. If there’s no card, let Miss Morrison have the seat.”

“She’s not wrong. By status alone, this is exactly where she belongs.”

The shift in the crowd’s murmurs made Veronica’s face darken with fury. The socialites who had been snickering with her moments before fell silent, unwilling to draw Khloe’s ire.

But before the situation could settle, the banquet manager rushed over, his face pale and beaded with sweat.

The team had already been in a panic over the seating blunder. Then, just minutes ago, they had received word- an unexpected, heavyweight guest had arrived.

Bowing repeatedly, the manager apologized profusely. “Mis Morrison, we’ve prepared another seat for you. Please, allow us to escort you.”

Without waiting for her consent, he placed a name card on the table.

The card was faced away from Khloe, but Veronica and her friends saw it immediately.

Nick.

It was Nick Hunt.

Everyone knew–even at the height of their power, the Morrison family’s influence, both domestic and international, paled in comparison to the Hunts‘.

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The organizers would rather offend the Morrisons a hundred times over than risk displeasing the Hunts. And certainly not for Khloe–a newcomer, a recently acknowledged illegitimate daughter with no established power base.

Besides, Nick was infamous for avoiding social functions. His unexpected appearance tonight had instantly elevated the entire event’s prestige.

“Since your oversight left me without a seat,” Khloe replied, her tone still calm, “it seems only fair that I sit where I can.”

She had no desire to make the organizers‘ lives harder their panic was evident–but if she backed down now, the humiliation would be entirely hers.

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