"No, it's fine." Khloe swallowed the bite in her mouth and waved her hand.
Then she picked up another piece and offered it to Lenny.
"You must be hungry too. Try this."
Lenny didn't refuse. He reached out and took the pastry, following her lead as she continued eating.
In a very short time, Khloe had eaten three pastries. She looked calm, almost effortless—but the quiet persistence of it made everything feel heavy, almost painful.
Lenny joined her, taking large bites himself, simply wanting to be near her a little longer.
But Khloe noticed his intention. After finishing, she immediately said, "Thank you for today. See you tomorrow."
"Madam…" Nick hesitated again, his voice heavy, "please take care of yourself."
Khloe smiled faintly, but the strength to respond wasn't there.
After Lenny left, she let go completely, sinking back into the sofa, swallowed by darkness.
She closed her eyes, one hand resting lightly on her belly.
'I'm sorry… I'm really sorry…' she thought.
Her baby wasn't even born yet, and already had to endure her worries and hardships.
Exhaustion surged like a tide. Only when she worked herself to the bone could she temporarily stop thinking of Nick.
She had called Ralph earlier—no progress in the investigation.
But she knew, deep down… Nick was still alive. After all, he had promised her.
…
The next morning, right after finishing a small meeting at Hunt Group, Khloe returned to her office and received a call.
She hesitated briefly before saying, "Have her come up."
Lenny was about to enter the office to find her when he saw a familiar figure being led toward him.
He quickened his pace and intercepted her.

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