
{"id":26521,"date":"2026-02-04T13:55:01","date_gmt":"2026-02-04T13:55:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-billionaires-checkmate-novel-chapter-4\/"},"modified":"2026-02-04T13:55:01","modified_gmt":"2026-02-04T13:55:01","slug":"the-billionaires-checkmate-novel-chapter-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-billionaires-checkmate-novel-chapter-4\/","title":{"rendered":"The Billionaire\u2019s Checkmate Novel Chapter 4"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Billionaire\u2019s Match By Tangy Candy Novel Chapter 4<\/h1>\n<p>Advertisement<\/p>\n<p>Read Billionaire&#039;s Match By Tangy Candy Novel Chapter 4 \u2013<\/p>\n<h1>Love Demands Honest Hearts \u2014 Yash Malhotra 4<\/h1>\n<h1>Chapter 4<\/h1>\n<p>\u201cYes,\u201d Nigel confirmed with a respectful nod. \u201cThe Morrison family. From now on, it is your home.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe stood in silence for several seconds. Niel Morrison was her biological father, and the vast fortune he left had already fallen into her hands. Returning to the Morrison family was inevitable. She couldn\u2019t hide from it\u2014nor did she need to.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At last, she nodded. \u201cVery well. Since it\u2019s my home, I should see it for myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What was bound to come would arrive sooner or later.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>On the drive, Nigel briefed her on the family\u2019s current affairs. The Morrison empire was vast, with the majority of assets once held directly by Niel.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A smaller portion rested with Niel\u2019s father and elder brother. Now that Niel\u2019s entire estate had passed to Khloe, she had become the Morrison Group\u2019s largest shareholder.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At present, Niel\u2019s father, Henry Morrison, was abroad recuperating. Niel\u2019s widow, Clarice Davis, managed the household, while the company\u2019s operations were left to their adopted son, Ethan Morrison.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>An hour later, the extended Rolls-Royce glided through the iron gates of the Morrison estate.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The mansion complex sprawled across more than ten thousand square feet, majestic and intimidating. The drive from the gates to the main villa alone took over ten minutes. Its architecture dwarfed ordinary mansions, every stone radiating extravagance, as though even a single brick could buy a city block.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was Khloe\u2019s first time entering such an opulent world. She would have been lying to claim she wasn\u2019t nervous, yet she forced herself to remain composed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nigel led her into the main villa\u2019s reception hall. As the heavy doors opened, Khloe saw a regal woman standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows, two attendants flanking her. On the sofa sat a young man in a tailored suit.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman\u2019s gaze swept briefly across Khloe before she approached.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThis is Madam Clarice, your late father\u2019s wife,\u201d Nigel murmured in her ear.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnd that is Master Ethan, your late father\u2019s adopted son. He is your foster brother,\u201d he added, nodding toward the man on the sofa.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As Clarice lifted her chin in a silent command, Nigel withdrew, ushering the staff out of the room. In moments, only Khloe and the mother-son duo remained.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo. You are Khloe.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe gave a single, quiet nod. Though Clarice\u2019s mouth was curved into a smile, Khloe could feel the ice in her gaze.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSit,\u201d Clarice instructed, her voice cool. \u201cYou\u2019re home now. There\u2019s no need to stand on ceremony.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ethan echoed the sentiment with polished, empty politeness. \u201cPlease, make yourself comfortable.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe chose a seat in the far corner of the lavish sofa. \u201cClarice,\u201d she began, getting straight to the point, \u201cmay I ask why you wanted to speak with me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLet\u2019s not waste time,\u201d Clarice interrupted, bypassing any pretense of a warm welcome. \u201cI need you to relinquish your claim to the majority of your inheritance.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She gave a slight nod to Ethan, who slid a pre-prepared agreement across the table.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cKhloe,\u201d he said, his tone as cool and impersonal as a business transaction, \u201cmy father\u2019s estate was left entirely to you. However, control of the company cannot fall into your hands. We trust you understand. As compensation, we are prepared to offer you ten million dollars in cash.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was delivered not as an offer, but as a decree.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe blinked, then picked up the document and began flipping through its pages with an air of detached curiosity.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Voluntarily forfeit all Morrison family shares, voting rights, and properties\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clarice took a slow, unhurried sip of her tea.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI know all about your background,\u201d she stated, her voice dripping with condescension. \u201cYour mother and Niel shared nothing more than a fleeting affair. You were an accident. Abandoned to an orphanage at three years old\u2026 you\u2019ve had a difficult life. Ten million is more money than you\u2019ve ever dreamed of. But the public face of the Morrison family cannot be an illegitimate child. I expect you to have the self-awareness to understand that.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNevertheless, you are Niel\u2019s daughter. You carry the Morrison blood. In name, you will remain the eldest daughter of this family. Should you ever find yourself in need, you may come to me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her tone was utterly final, leaving no room for doubt that she expected immediate compliance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe closed the folder and set it back on the table. She met Clarice\u2019s gaze, her own eyes steady and unflinching.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cKhloe, if you have no objections, please sign here,\u201d Ethan urged, nudging a pen across the tabletop.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI refuse.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe had anticipated this. The Morrison family would never genuinely welcome a so-called \u201cbastard child\u201d with open arms. What they called a negotiation was merely coercion dressed in civilized clothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her voice remained steady as she continued, \u201cClarice, you call me illegitimate. But the law recognizes paternity. My father left a will, a DNA report, and had me sign a notarized inheritance agreement with his attorney. That is more than enough to establish my legal right.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clarice\u2019s face darkened as she studied Khloe, as if seeing a completely different person. It had never occurred to her that this girl would dare to push back.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou should understand, Khloe,\u201d Clarice sneered, her composure cracking to reveal pure contempt, \u201ceven if the estate is legally yours, you lack the capability to manage it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ethan, too, looked stunned. No one in Goldmont City had ever dared to refuse his mother so directly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cKhloe,\u201d he said, dropping all pretense of politeness, \u201cthis isn\u2019t a request. The Morrison family\u2019s affairs are far more complex than you can imagine. Your decision impacts everyone. You cannot stand against the entire family.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Khloe saw it clearly\u2014this was a simple power play. To them, money was control, and she was a nobody they expected to buy off with pocket change.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Unfortunately for them, she wasn\u2019t one to bend.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo this isn\u2019t a negotiation, but an ultimatum?\u201d A faint, cold smile touched her lips. \u201cHow unfortunate for you. A legal inheritance cannot be voided by anyone\u2019s \u2018notice.&#039;\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ve already reviewed the Morrison Group\u2019s portfolio. Core real estate assets are valued at over ten billion, with annual revenue consistently above eight billion. And you offer me ten million as \u2018compensation\u2019? That might buy a single commercial storefront. But against a ten-billion-dollar empire, it isn\u2019t a settlement\u2014it\u2019s outright theft.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She slid the agreement neatly back across the table.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clarice and Ethan exchanged a look of sheer astonishment.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf there\u2019s nothing else, I\u2019ll take my leave,\u201d Khloe stated evenly. \u201cWe can either proceed according to the law, or we can negotiate in good faith. Ethan, you are my father\u2019s adopted son. Under the inheritance law, your claim follows mine. Would the Morrison family truly allow an unrelated adoptee to supersede their own bloodline?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She stood and turned toward the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cStop her,\u201d Clarice snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The bodyguards flanking the hall immediately moved to block the exit. Khloe paused, her eyes narrowing dangerously. \u201cClarice, are you resorting to force?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t mistake my patience for weakness,\u201d Clarice replied, her tone icy. \u201cSign the agreement while I\u2019m still willing to offer you anything at all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ethan loomed over her, his height casting a shadow. \u201cThen name your price.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMy price,\u201d Khloe said, meeting his gaze without a flicker of fear, \u201cis everything my father left me. Not a single cent less.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThen you leave us no choice,\u201d Ethan said, his voice turning cold and hard as the guards closed in.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clarice retreated toward the window as the heavy doors began to swing shut, sealing Khloe inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe stood her ground, spine straight and gaze like ice, ready for whatever came next.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But just then, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A dozen men in impeccably tailored black suits filed into the room, with Nigel following closely behind them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ethan froze mid-step. He recognized the insignia on their lapels. His face paled, and he instinctively looked to his mother for direction.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMadam,\u201d Nigel said, leaning close to murmur a few quiet words into Clarice\u2019s ear. Her haughty expression shattered, replaced by sheer disbelief.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat did you just say?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMaster Henry just called to confirm,\u201d Nigel replied. \u201cThe Hunt family has chosen the young mistress.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before the weight of this could even settle, one of the newly arrived men broke from the group and walked directly up to Khloe.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMiss Khloe?\u201d he inquired, his tone respectful.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Still processing the sudden rescue, she managed a nod.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMy master requests the honor of your company for dinner tomorrow evening.\u201d He presented her with a stark, black business card, its lettering stamped in sharp, raised gold foil. Having delivered his message, he and his contingent withdrew as swiftly and silently as they had arrived.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Khloe looked down at the card in her hand. A single name stood out, commanding and unmistakable: Nick Hunt.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The Morrison family guards looked on, bewildered, their eyes darting between Ethan and Clarice. It was only after Clarice gave a sharp, nearly imperceptible nod that Ethan, seething with frustration, waved a dismissive hand for them to stand down.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Though utterly confused by the intervention, Khloe didn\u2019t hesitate. She didn\u2019t look back as she walked out of the reception hall and out of the mansion.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The moment the front door closed, Ethan whirled toward his mother. \u201cMom! How could we just let her go?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat else could we do?\u201d Clarice\u2019s voice was frigid, her perfectly manicured nails drawing half-moons in her own palms. \u201cYou saw who that was. That was the Hunt family.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Outside the estate, Khloe spotted a convoy of black cars pulling out. Dark tinted windows gave her a sudden chill, as though unseen eyes were locked on her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cKhloe.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She turned. A white Bentley had rolled up beside her. The window lowered, revealing a middle-aged man in casual sportswear.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m your uncle, Oscar Morrison,\u201d he introduced himself with a smile. \u201cGet in. I\u2019ll give you a ride.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Up close, Khloe could see the resemblance in his features. But after the ambush she\u2019d just survived, her guard was at an all-time high.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThank you, but I\u2019ll manage on my own,\u201d she replied, her tone flat and final.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She continued walking. He kept the car rolling slowly alongside her, letting out a sigh that was meant to sound understanding. \u201cDon\u2019t be so wary. I\u2019m not like the others. I\u2019m actually here to help you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When she didn\u2019t respond, he pressed on, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. \u201cLook at it from their perspective. You\u2019re an illegitimate daughter who just fell into a multi-billion-dollar inheritance. No powerful family would just roll out the welcome mat. But you\u2019re in a unique position\u2014because the Hunt family has taken notice of you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf you agree to a marriage alliance with them, your standing within the Morrison family will be cemented overnight. Clarice wouldn\u2019t dare lay a finger on you then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That finally made Khloe stop in her tracks.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She turned to face him fully, her expression unreadable. \u201cA marriage alliance?\u201d<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Billionaire\u2019s Match By Tangy Candy Novel Chapter 4 Advertisement Read Billionaire&#039;s Match By Tangy Candy Novel Chapter 4 \u2013 Love [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[78],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26521","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-billionaires-checkmate-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26521","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26521"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26521\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26521"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26521"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26521"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}