Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 706 Winnie's ears burned red. She didn't need to listen to know what they were talking about. Every major media outlet had already reported that Michael had been removed from the Morrison family, and that Oscar had severed the father-son relationship because Michael married without permission. Logically, this kind of news could have been suppressed easily if Oscar had wanted to. The fact that it spread so widely made it obvious the coverage had his tacit approval. The media even put Winnie's identity under the spotlight.

They didn't publish her real name, but "the adopted daughter of a major toy manufacturer in Goldmont City" was practically the same as printing her ID card. What was more, someone had taken photos of Michael holding hands with Winnie in a restaurant. Her profile was captured clearly. Some outlets, hungry for clicks, even dug up a pile of her so- called "black history" from who knows where-painting her as a notoriously spoiled socialite in business circles, rebellious since childhood, a wild girl the Olson family had never been able to ---- control.

They even unearthed her past relationships and laid them bare. Public opinion swung overwhelmingly in Michael's favor. A well-regarded young gentleman in the industry, they said, ruined by falling for a trashy woman. Completely mismatched. Even netizens who usually preached freedom in love were leaving comments saying this time it truly was a case of incompatible backgrounds. Because of that, most people felt Oscar's decision to cut ties with Michael was understandable. If a daughter marrying the wrong man could drag a family down, wasn't it the same when a son married the wrong woman?

Michael had long expected public opinion to spiral like this. So he deleted everything from his personal account and left only one post: a photo of their marriage certificate with the caption: [ I'm fine. She's even better. Don't judge without knowing the full story. Please stay rational.) He pinned the post and closed the comments, using it as his response and his stance on the matter-openly standing by and defending his wife, Winnie. After that, Michael deleted all the news apps from Winnie's phone. He ordered her not to read the comments and not to care ---- about outside voices.

They still had a long road ahead. Yet, even if she didn't look or listen, as long as Winnie remained at Morrison Group, the pressure would never truly leave her. And Michael's public response only fueled people's appetite for spectacle. Many netizens took screenshots and declared the countdown had begun, waiting to see when that post would be taken down. With divorce rates so high, even loving couples split up-let alone a marriage that had been disapproved of from the start by the entire family and even the whole internet. On the surface, Winnie obeyed. She focused on her work every day.

But from time to time, she still couldn't help opening a webpage to glance at what people were saying. She was already used to being talked about. What she feared now was that Michael would be dragged down with her. But the more she feared it, the more it seemed to come true. After leaving the Morrison Group, Michael was looking for a new job. ---- Someone with too much time on their hands had photographed him the previous afternoon in the lobby of a client's office building. It looked as though he had gone there to discuss business or work.

But the person who posted the photos claimed he had waited in the lobby for a full two hours and never met anyone, leaving alone in the end. During that time, only the receptionist had kindly brought him tea. Employees from that company even came forward to confirm the story. They said Michael used to be one of their major clients. Every visit had required multiple invitations, and the company had even renovated a special lounge just for him, always receiving him in a private area. Michael had also been famous as a refined young heir, good- looking and well dressed.

In the past, people had crowded just to catch a glimpse of him Now, he was sitting openly in the lobby-and even the female employees who once admired him only cast a glance from afar before quietly walking away.