Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 1120

As he spoke, Trey lifted his hand, intending to touch Khloe's face.

But before his fingers could reach her skin, she seized his wrist in a vice-like grip.

"Where is T7?"

Her gaze turned sharp and ruthless in a heartbeat. It was as if all the earlier hesitation and anguish had been nothing but an act, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

"I left in a hurry today. I forgot to bring it with me…"

"Forgot it?" Khloe let out a cold laugh, tightening her grip. "Trey, do you really think I'm someone you can toy with at will? I'll give you one last chance. Hand over T7. Now."

Before he could finish, she cut him off with a mocking smile.

A flicker of surprise flashed across Trey's eyes.

She was too calm. Calm to the point that he almost suspected—just for a moment—that he might have been the one being set up.

But that thought was quickly dismissed. This was just bluster. If she truly still had the power to resist him, why would she have gone so far as to divorce Nick?

Her earlier struggle hadn't looked fake. She was already firmly in his grasp—she was just forcing herself to hold on at this last moment.

"Khloe, don't worry. Since you've already divorced Nick, there's no point in me going after his life. As long as you make me happy tonight, I'll definitely give you T7…"

He hadn't finished speaking when Khloe suddenly laughed out loud.

She released his arm, slowly tilted her head, and lightly turned the watch on her wrist with her fingers.

"Fine. Since you insist on breaking your word, then there's nothing left for us to discuss."

Her face was half-lit, half-shrouded in shadow at the edge of the light. In that moment, she carried a chilling, almost oppressive aura.

Trey paused. Before he could speak, his phone suddenly rang.

He hung up impatiently without even looking at the screen.

But the caller didn't stop. The phone rang again immediately.

"Such a late-night, persistent call—it must be something urgent," Khloe said lightly, tilting her chin with a faint, almost amused smile. "Why don't you pick it up?"

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