Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 823 Seeing this, Ethan shrugged. "You've got it wrong. I'm just handling company affairs. Morrison Group belongs to our family -how could | possibly do something like this?" After speaking, he turned to Oscar. "Uncle Oscar, didn't you say long ago that you weren't going to meddle in Morrison Group's business? What's all this about today?" "Ethan," Oscar said coldly, "no matter what, I'm still family. As for you... let's be generous and call you the family's adopted son. In reality, you're nothing more than Clarice's lapdog.

Whatever she wants to do, the Morrison family knows it all. Even she couldn't touch Morrison Group, let alone you." Oscar sneered. Any more words would be a waste. Ethan didn't resist; he stood and cooperated. "Since you're making such a scene to investigate me, fine. I'll cooperate to prove my innocence. But today's deal is off. According to Morrison Group's regulations, you, Uncle Oscar, will be fully responsible. If it's a false accusation, you'll have to step down from the board-and return your shares." Ethan's words were nothing but bluffing.

Oscar scoffed at the attempt, not even bothering to respond. ---- The guards and officers escorted Ethan out of the office. As he stepped outside, he came face-to-face with Charlotte She stared at him coldly, her eyes flashing with what seemed like anger-but Ethan knew better. Deep down, this woman was probably feeling satisfaction. After all, seeing him caught like this-how could she not enjoy it? Once Ethan was gone, the company erupted into chaos. Oscar stayed behind to stabilize the situation and calm the employees.

Even with Oscar present, Charlotte couldn't help thinking about Winnie and Michael. Unsurprisingly, when Charlotte approached Winnie, it was clear that Winnie already knew what had happened Ethan's recent behavior had been obvious: consecutive contract signings, all involving deals capable of affecting Morrison Group's lifeblood and financial chain. Clarice's time was limited, so Ethan had to act fast. But with no one at the Morrison Group able to counter him, Oscar had to step in to request an investigation. 7 "It wasn't me who called him; | don't have that kind of authority.

It was Michael," Winnie said calmly, as if everything had fallen into place naturally. Charlotte studied her, searching her face for clues. "How did you ---- convince him?" In truth, Charlotte already had her answer. Winnie smiled faintly. "Simple. We gave him what he wanted." "Winnie..." Charlotte began, but Winnie interrupted. "We went to get divorced. Now we're in the cooling-off period." Winnie lowered her gaze to her empty hands. The wedding rings she and Michael had worn-just one day. Yet even that was enough for her.

When they went to the courthouse, they were calm and composed, just as they had been on their wedding day- satisfied, at peace. Charlotte had no words. Her heart felt unbearably heavy. It was Winnie who broke the silence. "Don't pity me. I'm not sad." "Winnie, | really do feel sorry for you two. After all, you..." After all, they loved each other. Michael had fought hard for Winnie's certainty, giving up wealth and status, even sacrificing his reputation in Goldmont City. Yet in the end, they still couldn't end up together. It was tragic. Is love always hardest to perfect?

Are the ones we love most ---- always the ones we can never keep? "Actually, I'm quite happy," Winnie said, cutting Charlotte off, her voice surprisingly free of sorrow. Charlotte blinked, taken aback. Winnie's heart had always been tangled and conflicted, yet now... she seemed remarkably changed.