Lucas had expected that response and didn't press Nick.
Lucas knew Nick wasn't truly not hungry—he simply couldn't accept his current condition. Unable to care for himself, barely able to drink a bowl of porridge without help. He couldn't bear the thought of living like a cripple.
"Don't you want to hear news about Khloe?" Lucas spoke casually.
Nick's brow twitched.
Lucas immediately fell silent again.
A moment later, Nick couldn't hold back any longer. He looked over at him. "What happened to her? Did something go wrong?"
"Nothing happened to her," Lucas replied. "But she has quite a few troubles on her hands lately."
He picked up the bowl of porridge again, stood, and held it out to Nick's lips.
He had heard Nick hadn't eaten anything all day, which was why he had deliberately brought up Khloe.
Sure enough, it worked.
Despite having no appetite at all, Nick lowered his head and swallowed several large mouthfuls.
Seeing that he was cooperating, Lucas continued.
"The person in charge of Solara Energy has been active in Goldmont City recently. I've heard that Solara Energy and the Hunt Group are currently competing in a bidding project. Khloe is still a woman, after all. No one knows if she'll be able to handle it."
Nick's gaze darkened.
If it were anything else, he might have been worried. But when it came to matters concerning Hunt Group, he had absolute faith in Khloe.
"She'll be fine," Nick answered immediately. His indifferent voice carried unmistakable certainty—and even a faint hint of pride.
"I know Khloe is capable," Lucas said calmly. "But don't be too confident. It's precisely capable women who make others want to go all out to bring them down. You're very capable too, yet you were still plotted against, weren't you?
"Khloe is a woman, and she has emotional weaknesses. How can you be sure she won't become vulnerable because of you?"
The doctors had already said the chances of recovery were slim. But if Nick refused even to cooperate with treatment, then his will to live wouldn't last much longer either.
Lucas didn't want to see him like this. But while he could save a person's body, he couldn't save their heart. If Nick truly wanted to die, no one could stop him.
…
"Nick!"
Khloe jolted awake from her dream once again.
Outside, the sky was dim and heavy with darkness.
Cold sweat soaked her back. She reached for the phone beside her bed and checked the time.
It was only a little past four in the morning.
She had just had a nightmare. In the dream, she was back on the bus again—watching helplessly as Nick was blown to pieces in the explosion.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy)
This is the story that I like reading. The heroine got the hold of the situation right away. No humiliation, no injustice, which keep the readers feeling bad all the way while waiting for the right thing to settle in favor of the heroine. Good storyline,congrats writer!...