Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 744

Moreover, Khloe was currently handling the Hunt Group's bidding entirely on Nick's behalf.

Khloe had initially planned to decline Barney's invitation—but just then, his call came through.

"Hello, Mr. Lemont?" she answered.

On the other end, Barney's voice carried a faint smile. "I thought you wouldn't pick up."

Khloe raised an eyebrow. "Why would you think that, Mr. Lemont?"

Barney's tone was calm. "When Solara Energy and the Morrison family were collaborating before, there were some complications. I've felt uneasy about it ever since, but at the time, I had no chance to explain things to you in person. Now that I've arrived in Goldmont City and will be here for a while, I wanted to ask if I could invite you to dinner tomorrow, to apologize face to face."

He spoke cleverly, carefully sidestepping the awkwardness of their current professional boundaries. If Khloe refused, it might make her seem petty.

"Mr. Lemont, that's very polite of you. Tomorrow evening works—just a simple dinner is fine." Khloe thought for a moment, then agreed. Since Barney wanted to meet her so earnestly, she decided to see what he had in mind.

The next morning, on her way to the Hunt Group office, Khloe spotted Michael.

Since her return, Michael had called a few times to check on her, but Khloe had little energy to talk. She could only store his concern quietly in her heart; she didn't even have time for a proper meeting.

Michael understood and hadn't pressed her.

The car stopped at a red light. Through the window, Khloe noticed Michael in casual clothes near the office building, seemingly waiting for someone. His posture was slightly unusual.

She remembered that Charlotte had mentioned Michael several times recently, hinting there was something he wanted to tell her. But Khloe's mind had been too scattered to focus on anyone else.

He quickly collected himself, whispered a few words to the man beside him, then walked over to Khloe.

"Khloe, what are you doing here?"

"I… don't talk about me. What are you doing?"

Khloe could hardly believe it. The eldest son of the Morrison family, a high-ranking scion, bending to light a cigarette for a junior employee? Even the most formidable figures in Goldmont City would give the Morrison family a measure of face. Michael didn't need to do this even for appearances.

"I…" Michael gave an awkward smile. "As you can see, I'm discussing business. I'll explain later. I need to get back to this now."

He said it hastily, then turned back to the man. The other smoked impatiently but waved him over, leading Michael aside to continue the conversation.