Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 795

Originally, Khloe had felt a twinge of guilt. If she had known Michelle was using her as a pawn, she never would have secretly rescued her.

"Alright. Khloe isn't doing this for you guys—she's my friend. Now, do you believe that?" Michelle spoke firmly.

Mrs. Keller immediately nodded. "Yes, yes, we believe you. I know I was wrong… we shouldn't have been so self-righteous before. The important thing is that you're safe now."

"I'm not safe," Michelle said coldly, her gaze fixed stubbornly on her father. "I'd rather be kidnapped by strangers than forced by my own parents."

She knew perfectly well: after this 'kidnapping' ordeal, her parents had lost their edge. In this small war within the family, she had already won. Khloe watched quietly, a faint sigh escaping her lips.

People who were truly loved knew exactly how to handle those who loved them.

"Fine. I won't force you anymore. Do whatever you want."

Francis finally spoke, trailing behind Mrs. Keller. Though he, too, had been anxious and worried for his daughter, he carried more reason than his wife.

Seeing Michelle's temper flare immediately after returning, sulking as if nothing had happened, clearly indicated she hadn't been truly traumatized by the kidnapping.

Francis studied Khloe for a few seconds. Her gaze flickered briefly, avoiding his eyes. He already had a sense of what had happened, but seeing that Khloe had brought Michelle back safely, he decided not to press further.

Her words were true, but to her parents, they sounded impulsive and youthful. Mrs. Keller hesitated, unsure how to respond.

Khloe spoke up at just the right moment. "Michelle, Mr. Keller… I came here only to help you communicate. In my eyes, a family should face the outside world united, not hurt each other first.

"You want to protect your family—that's not wrong. But Michelle also has her own principles and ideas. She shouldn't be forced to sacrifice or compromise when her rights are stripped away."

Khloe's words were pointed but gentle.

Inside, both Francis and Michelle felt a ripple of understanding. Mutual respect, unity toward the outside world—they weren't enemies.