Billionaire's Match

Chapter 314 Michael knew he had been detained for inspection and even accused of several commercial crimes to restrict his travel abroad-it was clearly a setup. The Starr family had years of business ties with Naraida. Coupled with the Morrison family's expansion, now closely tied to the domestic economy, any move against him could be justified-whether as a diplomatic maneuver or the Starr family's revenge. But Michael wasn't worried. He hadn't broken any laws. Even if he had to face a lawsuit, it would be only a matter of time.

Even in the worst-case scenario, if he couldn't return home immediately, the impact on Oscar and his family would be limited. He wasn't afraid of suffering a little. To protect his family's interests, he could go all the way. The only complication was that he couldn't contact his father for the moment and worried that Oscar, if left uninformed, might lose his composure. He had been fighting for the right to speak with his family. Then, suddenly, the embassy staff released him on bail. Michael couldn't help but feel something was off.

"Michael!" A familiar female voice cut through the tension just as he clutched his hands anxiously. He stood and turned, half-expecting a hallucination. "Winnie?" "You're okay, right?" Winnie, brought in by someone, ran quickly to him and scanned him from head to toe. Michael looked clean and tidy-shirt and suit impeccable-but his expression was weary, dark circles marking his eyes. Clearly, he hadn't slept properly in days. "I'm fine..." Michael paused, disbelief knitting his brow as he stared at her. "But you... how did you-" "Hush.

flickered, but Winnie's hand, though slightly clammy, wasn't teasing him. This was serious, At that moment, a few people from Naralda approached. Domestic diplomats had already negotiated briefly with them. The others came straight toward Winnie. Her foreign language was fluent. In

Though the words were bold, they worked perfectly. The group laughed, and Winnie comfortably nestled against Michael as they

of questions, but she only exchanged a glance with him, and they understood each other instantly. The driver was from Naraida, so they couldn't speak freely in the car. Since Winnie had managed to get him out, Michael naturally went along with her. Noticing the driver stealing glances at them, he reached over and gently nudged Winnie's head to rest on his shoulder. "Michael... have you missed me these past few days?" Winnie's eyes sparkled with amusement, her tone teasingly intimate as she watched