Billionaire's Match

Chapter 430 Otherwise, if Michelle caused any trouble, it would ruin the reconciliation between the couple upstairs. It would be a shameful interruption for a newly mended relationship. After a long moment, Michelle finally rolled down the car window. "Miss Keller, it's so late... Aren't you going back?" Lenny asked But the moment he spoke, he noticed her curled posture, her face pale and strained, her entire demeanor off. "Miss Keller...?" "My stomach hurts," Michelle muttered softly.

"Can you take me back?" Forty minutes later, Lenny delivered Michelle to a five-star hotel not far from the airport. He had initially planned to take her to a hospital, but Michelle refused, insisting it was an old problem. He then thought of sending her home, but she would not hear of it either. This trip had been a secret. Her family didn't know, and neither did her fans. Going home now would mean explanations she couldn't manage-and she had no energy to deal with them ---- Outside the hotel, Michelle thanked him quietly and slowly tried to get out of the car.

take you upstairs." "No... it's fine..." "Don't push yourself, Miss Keller. Otherwise, | might have to call an ambulance." Lenny

---- "You... do you have paranoid delusions? Do you think I'm going 'to extort you?" Michelle muttered, feeling her stomach ease but her head pounding. Lenny smiled awkwardly. "Miss Keller, | don't think you'd extort me, but I'm worried... you might try to extort my boss." "You. "Now that you've taken your medicine,

did you say?" Michelle felt heat climb straight to her head. Her stomach problem flared only in extreme stress, and now this mere assistant acted as if she were faking it for sympathy. "|