Billionaire's Match

Chapter 255 Lindsay said nothing. She simply smiled at Veronica, clearly satisfied with the arrangement. That insolent store manager hadn't just embarrassed Michael-she had also ruined Lindsay's birthday mood. Her friends were all watching. Michael was kind enough to speak up for the other woman, but that only made it seem as though he had neglected her. Winnie stared at Veronica. She wanted badly to curse her out, but Veronica tilted her chin slightly, the gesture an unmistakable provocation. At the last moment, reason prevailed.

If she slapped Veronica now and blew up the entire event, it might feel satisfying-but this was business involving the Morrison family. She would inevitably be left with another mark against her. Over the years, Winnie had taken more than her share of hidden losses for acting on impulse. Compared to those, what did this even count as? Wasn't Michael just trying to get back at her? Fine-she'd consider it paying off a debt. Winnie lifted her brows, defiance flashing in her eyes. Without a word, she turned and reached for the wine bottle.

Suddenly, a strong arm dropped down in front of her-a Rolex gleaming at the wrist. Michael gripped her hand firmly. His palm burned with heat, making her heart jolt. Winnie looked up, straight into the depths of his dark, unreadable eyes. Michael's features were sharply defined, his eye sockets slightly sunken. Even at rest, he carried a gentle, almost wistful melancholy. Now, with his expression grave and his gaze fixed firmly on her, a sudden surge of emotion rose in Winnie's chest. They had long since become strangers. He hated her to the core- So why was he looking at her like this?

of Lindsay and quickly cleared his throat as a warning. Lindsay hadn't expected Michael to touch another woman right in front of her either. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "You can't handle alcohol. Why push yourself like this?" With a firm motion, he slid the bottle out of Winnie's grasp, forcibly taking it away.

someone who nitpicks over such things." He spoke calmly, almost indifferently, yet his presence carried undeniable authority. Winnie's heart stirred. She suddenly felt that Michael was different

boxed in by Michael's stance. She could only respond with a reluctant smile. "It's fine, Victoria. Since Michael is celebrating my birthday today, we'll do things his way." Her voice was gentle, but her friend beside her was still indignant, shooting Winnie a sharp glare. "Lindsay is kind and beautiful. You got off easy this