Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 657

Chapter 657

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Seeing Khloe complain in a slightly coquettish way, Nick’s eyes softened with uncontainable tenderness. Smiling indulgently, he said, “No, it won’t. In our family, your image is always the best. If you don’t believe me, I can go ask Mom later.”

“Nick!”

“All right, I’ll stop teasing you.”

He stood up and personally straightened Khloe’s slightly rumpled clothes and hair.

Noticing that the blush on her face had not yet completely faded, and that her eyes now carried a hint of delicate charm, he couldn’t resist pressing another kiss to her brow before taking her hand and leading her out of the room.

Arista was already waiting in front of the computer, her expression far more serious than before. (1

The email reply contained only three words: [Who are you?]

Although Nick’s message had included the code phrase, the sender could tell from the writing style that it wasn’t from Arista.

So Arista had to communicate personally.

Once the other side saw it was her, the reply came quickly: [Send me the target’s information and his last known location.]

Khloe immediately organized Ryan’s details and sent them over.

After carefully choosing her words, she added another line: [Time is critical. Someone else is also searching for him. If they find him first, his life may be in danger.]

This time, the response took longer.

[All right. What’s the final deadline?]

Khloe sent the date and asked about the price.

[I won’t charge for this job. I’ll treat it as a way to repay Ms, Collins’s kindness. But there’s a condition.]

[What condition?]

[During my operation, you must be ready to cooperate at any time. If I judge that the risk exceeds expectations, I reserve the right to terminate the cooperation unilaterally.]

[That’s all?]

[That’s all.]

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Khloe replied at once: [But I also have a condition. The operation must be carried out in secret…

Before she could send the rest, the other side seemed to anticipate her and sent another message: [Don’t worry. I have my principles. All of the client’s actions will remain confidential, and I won’t back out or betray you halfway.]

After sending that message, Noah copied the information to his phone, erased all traces of data from the old computer, stubbed out his cigarette, and walked out of his small room.

His room was part of a factory dormitory. Along the corridor were young, powerfully built men with solid muscles.

Among them, Noah looked almost refined.

Especially surrounded by those hulking figures, even though he wore only a tank top and revealed sun-bronzed arms, he still appeared unusually composed and scholarly.

“Noah!”

“Noah!”

“Morning, Noah!”

When they saw him, everyone in the corridor showed him respect. His steps were brisk and his gaze straight ahead, yet all along the way, people bowed and nodded deferentially.

He left the dormitory and went up to the top floor of the factory, where the offices were.

Noah knocked on the door, but before anyone inside could answer, he pushed it open and went in.

Spence was on the phone. Seeing Noah unexpectedly, he paused, turned aside, and said quickly, “Got it.”

He hung up soon after, and Noah walked over to him.

“I need to take a few days off. I picked up a job and have to go out for a while.”

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