Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 833

Chapter 833

“I could not help but harbor resentment toward you, nor could I avoid blaming you. Yet, in the end, these were my own choices. I hold no one else responsible.

Moreover, there has always been a secret I never told you.

Before I met you, you were not the only woman I had known. I had a fleeting affair once-one night, nothing more. We met at a social gathering. She was beautiful, gentle, and bold enough to approach me. I, young and reckless, intoxicated with wine and impulse, responded in kind. But by the next morning, she was gone. I never knew her name, her identity, or how to find her again.

I should have told you before our marriage, but selfishly, I feared you would leave me, so I kept it hidden.

A few months ago, DNA I had left on file at a hospital unexpectedly matched my biological daughter. Overcome with emotion, I secretly went to see her. She is just like her mother-beautiful, capable, a remarkable girl. Yet I knew, no matter how talented she was, you would never love her. 1

The person I have wronged most in this life, the one from whom I most seek forgiveness, is my daughter.

She was left in an orphanage from birth. Her mother, for reasons unknown to me, did not claim her, and I, thinking it only a fleeting dalliance, never sought her out. That is why her life has been so hard.

I have made a decision: I will leave the Morrison Group and all my assets to her.

You, on the other hand, are not lacking in wealth. Freed from the ties of the Morrison family, you can finally seek your own happiness. From childhood, you have bound yourself in chains, letting ambition and status control your life. I know you are used to it, yet I also know you are not truly happy. In pursuit of success and goals, you have almost forgotten who you really are.

I know that when I die, you will hate me enough to want to tear me limb from limb. Yet, I accept it willingly. Because at least then, the one you cannot forget will no longer be that other man-it will be me.

I have told you before, I do not like to lose.

In business, I have never lost. In matters of the heart, I do not intend to lose either.

You never loved me, and I, selfishly, deceived you. In this way, we are even.

Nothing owed in this life, no meeting in the next.

Even so, as I write this letter, I cannot help but hope… that somehow, we could live another life together.”

The letter ended abruptly here. The final strokes were shaky and blurred, clearly the result of Niel’s faltering hand.

Khloe had already read the letter. She quietly stared at her palm, listening as Clarice’s breathing gradually intensified. She had only just obtained this letter from the lawyer.

When Clarice was investigating Niel’s death, Khloe had asked Michael for help to look into one matter: why Niel had appeared near the Hunt estate that night.

Michael tracked down an assistant who had accompanied Niel back then. He discovered that Niel had gone out late that night to deliver something-a transaction he had to oversee personally. That “something” was the Heart of the Gemstone.

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