Michael spoke in a calm tone.
The mention of "Miss Roswell" of the Morrison Group made Angela's heart skip a beat.
The heiress of the Morrison Group… was a Roswell?
Angela's mind flashed to Khloe's face, and a chill ran down her spine. But almost immediately, she scolded herself inwardly.
Impossible. How could Khloe possibly be the Morrison family's heiress? It was probably just a coincidence—she was being far too sensitive.
"As for Winnie offending a company client… you've misunderstood," Michael continued, his voice cool and indifferent. "Everything Winnie did was under my instruction. Ethan, if you have any issues, you can take them up with me directly."
Winnie, standing behind him, felt her heartbeat quicken. Not from the tension in the air, but simply from hearing his voice. It made her feel safe, even joyful.
Even after losing face moments ago, she found herself savoring it.
The Michael she knew before seemed… different now. He had grown from a quiet, obedient child who relied on adults into a capable, strong, and courageous adult who could face anything.
Meanwhile, she felt like she was still stuck in place—reckless, impulsive, prone to mistakes. The gap between them was glaring.
Winnie was painfully aware that standing beside him, her pride had vanished.
And yet, at this moment, memories of Michael's childhood words resurfaced.
"Winnie, when I grow up, I will protect you."
"I don't need your protection. You're too weak. Good kids only do what their parents say."
"It's okay if you don't believe me. I'll prove it when the time comes."
"…We'll see when you grow up."


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