Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 917

Chapter 917

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They had made a pact in advance: if a life-threatening situation arose, removing the veil would be the signal.

So when Nick saw Khloe on the surveillance footage step out of the car and lift her veil, he immediately sprang into action.

Angela couldn’t believe what she was seeing. After all her scheming, Khloe was still alive!

Outside the warehouse, the wail of approaching police sirens grew louder.

Soon, reinforcements rushed in and handcuffed Angela. The cold steel biting her wrists made her erupt into hysterical laughter.

“Khloe? You think you’ve won? Your wedding is ruined! In front of the whole country, you two have become a joke! The Hunt family is a joke, the Morrison family is a joke! Everyone’s a joke!”

Even as they dragged her away, Angela spat out her vitriol, straining every last ounce of energy to lash at Khloe.

“Really? Then why don’t you open your phone and watch the livestream now?”

Khloe drew a deep, steadying breath. Watching Angela, she suddenly found the other woman far more ridiculous than hateful.

Angela froze.

But Lucas wasn’t idle. He immediately pulled out a phone he had prepared and tapped the livestream. Rarely did such entertainment present itself-he loved kicking someone while they were down.

On the screen, the Royal Palace broadcast still showed the previously filmed wedding footage of Khloe and Nick.

After every segment of the wedding video, a related historical documentary and staged performances were woven in. By now, only the first segment had been shown.

“Impossible…”

Angela’s mind short-circuited, unable to process. The wedding… wasn’t it already over?

“You still don’t get it?” Lucas’s words cut like knives. “The livestream you saw was nothing but a show. If it weren’t realistic, how could we buy you enough time to save someone? From start to finish, you’ve been the ones getting played. Finally, you see a little of what you wanted-but don’t get too caught up in the act.”

Angela’s eyes went wide, almost popping out of her skull. Her mouth gaped, and not a single word could escape.

For the global broadcast, the Royal Palace had not aired a real-time feed. Instead, they delayed it by one hour to prevent mishaps.

When Khloe was rushing here, Nick had already left the palace. That meant what they had just seen was footage from an hour earlier.

Technicians had removed that segment from the worldwide livestream entirely, What Angela and her accomplices had seen was a targeted feed.

Seeing that Angela still didn’t fully understand, Lucas pulled out a portable signal device.

“From the moment the alarm triggered on Khloe’s wrist, our technicians locked onto every mobile signal in this area. The instant she reached the warehouse, combining the feed from her watch camera, we overlaid your signals with hers in real time.”

They had timed it perfectly with the wedding’s scheduled start. What Angela saw on the livestream was the video Nick had recorded an hour earlier.

He paused, letting the revelation sink in. “Simply put, the network you connected to? We provided it. The livestream you viewed? We made it.”

“How… how could you have predicted all this…”

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