Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 749

"Khloe? You… you met with her to do what?"

Angela's face drained of color. A dozen possibilities flashed through her mind, each more alarming than the last—but she quickly dismissed them one by one.

Suddenly, it all clicked. No wonder Barney had been angry. If she had arrived a moment earlier and run into Khloe, a clash would have been inevitable. Even if Barney could shield her, Khloe might have found some way to assert dominance over her.

"I met her, of course, about the bid," Barney said with a hint of helplessness, "but it seems that if Solara Energy wants to wrest this contract from Hunt Group, we're also going to make trouble with the Morrison family."

He furrowed his brows, clearly troubled by Khloe.

But Angela let out a quiet sigh of relief.

A rift between Solara Energy and the Morrison family was a godsend for her. If the two sides had collaborated, Khloe might have mixed business with personal grudges, forcing Barney to act against her.

"It's all my fault… if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have gone so far—showed no mercy at all…" Angela lowered her head, pressing her lips together, her voice heavy with guilt.

Barney wasn't in the mood to comfort her. "You shouldn't have come to Goldmont City."

"No. Knowing how difficult this is for you, I should have come earlier. If I'd arrived sooner, I would have knelt before Khloe and apologized, let her vent all her anger and resentment… She hates me. If she gets it all out, she won't target you."

"In that case, I need to stay by your side even more. It doesn't matter how Khloe treats me, but she mustn't target you or Solara Energy. I'll help you. No matter how powerful the Morrison family or Hunt Group is, we won't lose."

Angela's sincerity moved Barney. He hadn't wanted her involved, yet she had followed him here. Avoiding it was no longer an option; he would have to face the challenge head-on.

He exhaled, his expression softening. Gently, he pinched Angela's cheek. "Hungry? Let's eat something first."

Angela shook her head, distracted and anxious. Barney pressed the service bell, handed her a menu, and guided her to pick a few hot dishes.

"Barney… let me stay, please," Angela whispered, leaning closer. "I may not get along with Khloe, but I understand her—her strengths and weaknesses. I can help."