All Chapters of Billionaire's Match: Chapter 791 - Chapter 800

For the first time, Francis had gone against his daughter's wishes, forcibly making a decision on Michelle's behalf to sever her contact with Khloe."How could you do this?!"Lenny's voice burst out again, startled and angry. Guilt for having doubted Michelle earlier mingled with fear now that she had been taken away by her own family.Khloe's expression remained calm and unshaken. She turned her gaze to Francis, her voice softening slightly. "I just want to ask you one question. Did you do this for your own position… or purely for Michelle's sake?""That's not important.""It is." Khloe's tone sharpened. "If you acted for yourself, fine—but if you claim it was for Michelle, then you're wrong."Francis faltered, momentarily speechless. At that moment, his phone rang. Seeing it was Michelle's mother, he hesitated.Khloe made a subtle gesture, signaling Lenny to step outside with her.As soon as they left the study, Lenny muttered, "It looks like there's no way Michelle can come

After Lenny spoke, he suddenly realized he might have said too much.When Michelle shot him a surprised look, he quickly lowered his head. "I… I'm sorry. I'm just an outsider—I really shouldn't say anything. It's just… I envy you. You actually care so much about your parents."Khloe was a little taken aback. She hadn't known Lenny's situation. But hearing him say that, she remembered something Nick had once mentioned: that he relied on Lenny so much wasn't just habit—it was also Lenny's own need.Lenny usually spent a lot of time alone. Whenever work slowed down, he would get restless, unsure what to do with himself. So Nick had gradually handed over multiple assistants' duties to Lenny, leaving him with all the responsibilities.Michelle stared at him for a moment, stunned, before forcing out a voice. "You… what are you apologizing for? I never said you couldn't speak your mind. Well, alright then… I won't hold it against you. I'm not unreasonable, so don't look so grim about it."

The ones who had stirred all the arguments and resentment were the people pressuring them."Michelle, I was wrong," Francis said softly. "I've always treated you like a child, and I overlooked your choices. Now, the decision is yours. If you still want to help Khloe, I won't stop you."Michelle lowered her head, hesitant to meet her father's deep, steady gaze. "Dad… I understand your intentions… But if it's up to me, I… I don't want to bow to those who've forced us into this."Her voice faltered, trailing off. At that moment, Mrs. Keller stepped forward and grasped her hand. "It's okay. If you don't want to, we won't bow either."Besides, we're not in positions of power anymore. Even if they try to mess with us, what can they really do?" Mrs. Keller glanced at her husband. "I think she's right. One compromise could become a lifetime of compromise. We're old enough—we don't need anyone threatening us anymore.""Mom…" Michelle felt a sudden pang of guilt hearing that."Go on, Miche

"I've noticed something about your women—they're utterly devoted. For you, they'd throw everything on the line without hesitation."Lucas couldn't help but sigh in admiration.But Nick's cold reprimand cut through the air. "I have only one woman."Though his voice was calm, Lucas felt a chill crawl up his spine. Nick really took things seriously—every little remark seemed to warrant an extreme response.Scratching his nose, Lucas quickly corrected himself. "Of course, I know your woman is only Khloe. I was just saying—Michelle is impressive in her own right."He handed the phone over to Nick.Clips from Michelle's live stream had gone viral. With her massive fanbase and public service image, most people were eager to support her. But as popularity rose, so did the noise.Some comments were harsh, accusing Michelle of being bought by the Hunt Group, using publicity to profit—a so-called opportunistic type.From the Hunt family's perspective, Michelle's actions were a small victo

Barney's assistant sighed in resignation.Barney had always been obsessive about finding his sister. Over the years, he had hired every private investigator and agency in both Jayelle City and Goldmont City, yet few were truly reliable.Still, every time, Barney treated these people like honored guests. Even the slightest lead earned them a generous payment.The assistant could see through it all: most of these "leads" were repetitive, recycled just to claim credit. Barney probably knew it too. But he persisted anyway, seeking hope even where none existed."Hey, but this is urgent! I've already found his sister!" the detective said, rifling through his briefcase and pushing up his glasses. "I'm telling you, Mr. Lemont's sister's surname is Roswell… it's—""Enough, enough. I'll pass it along. You can go."The assistant's patience wore thin. Barney didn't have time for visitors, and there was a mountain of work waiting. He snatched the folder from the man's hands, waved him off, an