Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 1015

Her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and froze for a few seconds.

Michael, standing beside her, asked, "Who is it?"

"The foundation," Winnie said.

Michael nodded. "Answer it."

She took the call.

The voice on the other end was extremely polite—so polite it felt like they were talking to a VIP guest.

"Winnie, regarding your mother's inheritance, we'd like to meet with you in person to discuss it."

Winnie's grip on the phone tightened.

"Discuss what?"

There was a brief pause on the line.

"Restitution," the person said. "Everything that belongs to you will be returned in full."

Winnie hung up. She stood there, frozen, for a long time.

Michael walked over and gently wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"You heard that?" he asked.

Winnie nodded. She still didn't speak. But her shoulders trembled slightly.

Michael turned her around to face him.

Her eyes were red, but she hadn't cried.

"Winnie," he said softly.

She looked at him.

"You got it back," he said. "Your mother's inheritance."

That was when Winnie's tears finally fell. She buried her face in his chest, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Michael didn't say a word. He just held her, gently stroking her back, over and over.

After a long while, she spoke, her voice muffled.

"Michael, thank you."

Michael lowered his head and pressed a kiss to the top of her hair.

"It wasn't me," he said. "You did this."

…

4 p.m. – Olson Family Residence

Mr. Olson's phone rang again.

He glanced at the caller ID. It was the foundation.

He answered.

"Mr. Olson," the voice on the other end was calm, "we have decided to terminate all cooperation with Olson Toys."

Mr. Olson froze.

"What are you smiling at?"

Trey set his phone down.

"At Khloe's handiwork," he said.

Ariana frowned.

Trey continued, "She's in Swinterland, yet her reach is this long. Don't you think she must be exhausted?"

Ariana said nothing.

Trey took a sip of wine.

"The more exhausted she gets," he said, "the less attention she can pay to the Hunt Group."

He paused.

"It's time to make our move on the Hunt Group."

…

Three days later, Veronica came back to the Olson family home.

She stood in the middle of the living room, her face pale, a strange, eerie gleam in her eyes.

When Mrs. Olson saw her, she almost didn't recognize her daughter at first.

"Veronica… what happened to you?"

Veronica didn't answer.