Billionaire's Match

Chapter 1000

The moment Winnie finished speaking, Mrs. Olson tapped the call button on the table twice.

The private dining room doors swung open, and people rushed in from outside, immediately surrounding Winnie.

A man grabbed her arm tightly. She struggled, but with her strength, she was powerless. Her glare shot straight to Mr. Olson.

“You forged the agreement. What else do you want now?” she spat.

Mrs. Olson chuckled softly. “Isn’t it obvious? You’re married. If you secretly do something underhanded against the Morrison family, you’d be violating the agreement.”

“No one will believe your twisted schemes. I’ll call the police—”

“Believe it or not, it doesn’t matter. As long as we create the facts, you’ll be seen as violating the agreement. Besides, with your reputation, how many people would believe you? Even if Michael trusted you, where’s the evidence?” Mrs. Olson’s laugh turned cold and sharp.

Winnie instinctively reached for her phone. No signal.

the moment she arrived, they had planned for

the diamond-studded watch on her wrist, a self-satisfied smirk curling

Winnie was: a spoiled heiress, used to being coddled,

her depth.

And Michael was out of Goldmont City

matter how widely known the abuse-meant

out of Goldmont

hand, signaling the

spoke again. “Winnie, for the sake of our past as father and daughter, I’ll

patent, I’ll give you the fund your mother left. You can take the money

toward her, a businessman’s instinct to leave a path of compromise showing faintly on

Winnie spat at

on. This patent will never-ever-fall into the hands of the two of you. Even if I

Olson tilted his head slightly and wiped his cheek like it