Billionaire's Match

Hearing this, Lindsay's displeasure deepened. She sneered coldly, "Compensation? Our family lacks for nothing, Oscar, you're far too polite. And as for the gifts Michael left behind last time, please take those back with you as well." "Lindsay, those gifts were Michael's heartfelt intentions. Even if our families never become in-laws, there's no harm in remaining friends," Oscar replied calmly. He could see Lindsay was still angry, so he didn't press further. "In Goldmont City, the Morrison family still holds some influence.

Isn't that far better to be friends than hold a grudge against Michael?" Oscar's words were sly, and Lindsay recognized the old fox's tactic-he was subtly pointing out the practical benefits of letting things slide. But so what if the Morrison family had influence? She refused to swallow the slight Michael had dealt her. Moreover, the Morrison household was in disarray now; ever since Niel left, the family had become nothing but scattered fragments. Oscar didn't even have much of the Morrison Group's shares, so why was he trying to lecture her? "Oscar, you jest. I'm not so fortunate.

Seeing Lindsay's steadfastness, Oscar's smile tightened, eyes cold and unreadable. He paused awhile to think, then spoke, "Lindsay, name your terms. What must be done, what must be arranged, for you to allow Michael to return?" Lindsay arched an eyebrow, expression unchanging. "I don't understand. What do you mean, 'allow Michael to return'?" "Lindsay, we're all reasonable people here. You act so decisively...are you not afraid you won't be able to contain the situation later?" Oscar's tone grew heavier, carrying an unmistakable weight. Lindsay, young and resolute, was unmoved. "I

my concern. I cannot interfere. If you're here for that reason, please leave. 11 "Very well." Oscar nodded, stood, and left, but the final glance he cast at Lindsay was icy enough to raise goosebumps all over her. The Morrison family? What was so impressive about them? Their absence from Goldmont City's business world

and dialed Clarice. The call connected immediately. "Clarice, I need a favor. You're familiar with the Starr family, aren't you?" Clarice, at that moment in the Morrison family's old estate, was in the conference hall meeting with her subordinates. Upon receiving the call, she signaled the butler