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.

arrived, they

Olson said, taking a sip of tea. Her gaze flicked to the diamond-studded watch on her wrist, a self-satisfied smirk curling her lips. “No

what Winnie was: a spoiled heiress, used to being coddled, quick-tempered, impulsive, and-frankly-out

her depth.

had tracked her every move, making sure she came alone. And

completely trapped. No evidence-no matter how widely known the

Goldmont City, smoothing things over

hand, signaling

the sake of our past as father and daughter,

left. You can take the money and live a peaceful life with

instinct to leave a

soon as he neared, Winnie spat at him with full

never-ever-fall into the hands of the

and wiped his cheek like it