Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393

By early evening, before the sky had fully darkened, Khloe had already returned home.

She had come back specifically to keep her promise: to spend time with Nick.

He had only been resting for a few days, and already he was restless. Khloe forbade him from going out, but that didn’t stop him from handling work online. Every afternoon, their living room transformed into a makeshift conference room, filled with people reporting to him.

Khloe knew this and could only turn a blind eye. Her own tasks wouldn’t be finished for a few more days, and even if she stayed with Nick all day, it didn’t mean he would actually relax.

She returned home to find the front door slightly ajar. Instantly alert, she held her breath and slipped inside.

Just as she suspected-he was in a meeting.

The living room’s sofas were flanked by people on either side. Nick himself was hidden among them, his shadow obscured by the crowd. She quietly eased into the throng.

The atmosphere was suffocatingly silent. Khloe couldn’t tell what the meeting was about; everyone’s composure made the room feel tense enough to crush the air out of her lungs.

The moment she stepped in, Lenny spotted her. She raised a finger to signal him. His gaze flickered nervously, but he quickly looked back at Nick.

Nick leaned against the corner of the sofa, flipping through project documents with one hand while the other rested lightly on his thigh, palm pressing down on his phone.

It was rare to see Nick in such a domestic state.

In pajamas and glasses, his hair unkempt and messy, he had none of the usual lofty elegance he carried. Yet, despite this casual appearance, he remained utterly untouchable.

When he worked, Nick was efficient to the point of being mechanical-professional, detached, emotionless. No matter how dire the situation or difficult the problem, no flicker of feeling passed through his eyes.

And his presence alone could drive people to madness.

No one dared answer him directly.

Lenny nudged Nick lightly, but the man ignored him. When he tried again, Nick shot him a sudden glance that made his body jerk involuntarily.

“Oh? You want to take responsibility?” Nick’s voice was icy.

“N-no…” Lenny stammered.

Khloe’s patience snapped. She cleared her throat.

Hearing her familiar voice, Nick’s eyes flickered. The thin layer of frost over his gaze melted instantly.

He sprang to his feet-but the sudden movement put strain on his injured back. Nick furrowed his brow just as Lenny reacted, steadying him with a supportive hand.