Read Billionaire’s Match By Tangy Candy Novel Chapter 555 – The vast red hall was open and spacious, designed much like a church. Along both sides, towering bookshelves stretched from floor to ceiling. Between them were bay windows on all four sides, each corner adorned with carefully carved antiques. At the far end of the room stood Henry, his head tilted up as he admired a wall covered with oil paintings of various sizes. After speaking, Delilah did not wait for a response. She gestured to Khloe, then led everyone out The door creaked shut, and the echo lingered in the air.
“Come here.” Henry turned slightly and beckoned to Khloe with an easy motion. She hesitated for a moment, then walked toward him. His hair was completely white, yet thick and lustrous, and his spirit was vigorous. He wore a dark blue, traditional-style long robe with a matching vest. On his hand were a top-grade emerald bracelet and thumb ring. He looked simple, yet unmistakably noble. As Khloe studied his features, she seemed to see Niel. —- Oscar had once told her that between him and Niel, Niel resembled Henry most.
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She had seen Niel’s photographs, and the contours of the old man’s face were almost carved from the same mold. But when Henry smiled, she was reminded of Michael. His nose bridge and brow were sharply defined, yet his overall features were gentle. When he smiled, he carried a natural scholarly warmth. “Grandpa, | finally get to meet you.” Khloe had prepared a whole set of opening lines-some proper and respectful as a junior, others slightly sentimental as a granddaughter. Yet the moment she saw him, a natural sense of closeness welled up.
Everything felt so easy, as if there were no need for many words at all. Henry smiled and placed his aged, heavy hand on her slender shoulder. “Yes. We finally meet.” He studied her for several seconds. As if struck by a thought, he suddenly fell silent. Just as Khloe was reminded of Niel, seeing her also made him think of Niel. Niel had been his favorite son. Not because he was exceptionally outstanding, but because compared to Oscar, Niel —- had once been the most considerate and filial, the child who had moved him the most.
“Come, look at these paintings.” Henry gestured toward the wall filled with artwork. These had been taken out in advance after he learned Khloe was coming. Nearly all of them were family paintings. They depicted a little boy in childhood, adolescence, and middle age… As well as scenes of the boy traveling, dining, and playing with his parents as a family of three. In one painting, however, there was not just one boy. Beside him stood another boy, half a head taller. It was a family of four. Clearly, the smaller boy was Niel, and the other was Oscar.
“When Niel was little, he didn’t like taking photos, but he liked having people draw him-portrait paintings. Later, | often invited famous artists to come and record our lives like this… though when Niel was young, | was also very busy.” Halfway through, the old man smiled, his voice tinged with regret. Khloe listened quietly, her lips slowly pressing together. Perhaps father and son had once been close, but rumors said that after Niel took over the Morrison Group, they grew distant. —- Even when Niel passed away, Henry had not shown much outward grief.
If all of his feelings were buried deep inside, then when Khloe returned to the Morrison family, he would naturally want to see her at once. She did not believe that deliberately displayed nostalgia was necessarily genuine, yet she still listened as he spoke at length about Niel’s childhood anecdotes. Henry chatted with her and led her around the entire library.This library was personally designed and built by Henry. From the collections it housed to every detail of the interior décor, he had devoted immense care and thought to it. Now, he lived here long-term, working and reading within these walls, spending most of his days inside Henry prepared a grand and lavish dinner for Khloe. After chatting with her casually about family matters, he led her to the banquet hall in the main building. By then, many guests had already begun to arrive. When Henry brought Khloe into the hall, Clarice was already inside receiving visitors.
Today was a family banquet held specifically for Khloe, so everyone present was naturally a relative or close friend of Henry. “It’s a pity Oscar is busy, and Michael couldn’t make it in time. Otherwise, our whole family would finally be together today.” Henry chuckled softly to Khloe as he took her hand and guided her through the crowd, beginning to introduce her to the guests. Aside from Oscar’s branch of the family and Niel’s, most of —- Henry’s direct relatives had already passed away. Only some collateral relatives remained, all of whom had moved here with him.
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By calculation, he had spent more time with these relatives and friends than with his own children. “In a moment, I’m going to introduce you to a very special guest. When he heard you were coming-” Before he could finish, a hurried figure approached and interrupted him. “Henry, long time no see. You’re looking even better these days.” The man’s voice was bright and clear. At first glance, he seemed to be about the same age as Khloe, and his appearance was striking. His features were deep and sharply defined, unlike the refined, delicate handsomeness typical of many Eastern men.
Instead, he looked like a prince stepping out of an ancient Western court -his beauty bold and arresting, yet tinged with an unmistakable gentleness and melancholy. Such looks were rare even among celebrities, and in a crowd, he was impossible to miss. The moment Khloe saw him, she thought of mixed heritage-or perhaps a male model from a fashion magazine. “Well, speak of the devil,” Henry said with a smile. “Khloe, this is —- the distinguished guest | was just about to introduce to you.” He laughed as he gently pulled Khloe forward, positioning her in front of the man.
“This is Ralph Remington, the eldest heir of Dust Capital, the top multinational investment bank on Waffle Street.” Ralph gazed at Khloe with gentle eyes and curved his lips into a smile. Then, picking up where Henry left off, he introduced himself. “My grandfather, Charlie Remington, and Henry were classmates when they were young and have been lifelong friends. Now Henry is also a major shareholder of Dust Capital, so in a way, we’re family as well.” “That’s right,” Henry agreed with a nod. Ralph spoke with ease and charm.
The moment he opened his mouth, the atmosphere became warm and familiar. Khloe nodded politely. “I’ve long heard of Dust Capital’s reputation in Naraida. | never imagined I’d one day be fortunate enough to be considered connected to it by family ties.” The delight in Ralph’s eyes was impossible to hide. He immediately extended his hand. “In that case, may | also have the honor of shaking hands with you, Khloe?” —- “Of course.” Khloe nodded. When he reached out, she lightly pinched the tips of his fingers and released them almost instantly, barely making contact.
Ralph’s palm remained suspended for a moment. Noticing how quickly she withdrew-almost as if she were afraid of being taken advantage of-he found it quietly amusing. “Khloe, Ralph has a wonderful temperament and is very warm- hearted. He grew up in Naraida and knows everything here well. | have decided to let him accompany you around the capital for the next few days. You might even become good friends.” Henry spoke as if this had already been arranged. Khloe’s guard rose immediately.
