Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 369: Going Back on One’s Word

"The day I went to France with Victor Grant, I made a call to Vincent Vance, but I didn’t let anyone know about it in advance."

Miller shivered involuntarily upon hearing this, and asked May Morgan in a very low voice, ’What do you mean by asking me this?’

"I just want to ask you, after you left my room that day, did you eavesdrop on my call? Did you tell Victor Grant that I called Vincent Vance?"

May Morgan’s tone grew cold, questioning Miller word by word, straight to the point where Miller felt chilled to the bone. But such a serious matter, how could she dare to admit it? Admitting it would be like waiting for death.

"Miss Morgan, you’re blaming me wrongly, I wouldn’t dare do something so underhanded!"

Miller’s face turned white, as she wiped her cold sweat, arguing with May Morgan, "I hope you stay with Mr. Grant, isn’t that also for your own good? Look at how well the whole family has treated you since you were with Mr. Grant? Besides, I’m with you, don’t I understand where my bread is buttered? If I offend you, what’s in it for me?"

Miller had always been good at talking, but since May Morgan had started asking questions, she didn’t plan to let it go so easily.

"Miller, I didn’t hold you accountable last time when you conspired with Victor Grant to deceive me, mainly because I thought you were pitiful. But you said something very true, know where your loyalty lies, you’re following someone, and you need to be clear. Once I leave Victor Grant, how long do you think you can stay here?"

Miller was stunned upon hearing this, and couldn’t help but ask May Morgan, ’Miss Morgan, you’re leaving Mr. Grant?’

May Morgan gave her a glance and said in a heavy voice, ’I said, as long as Victor Grant doesn’t do anything to betray me, I won’t leave him.’

"Then..."

"But now, he’s done something to betray me, so I can’t continue to uphold the previous agreement." May Morgan clenched her fingers and told Miller through gritted teeth, "I had told him before, don’t touch Vincent Vance, whoever touches Vincent Vance, I’ll fight them desperately!"

Miller was frightened by the anger on May Morgan’s face, trembling all over, and after a while, she said faintly, ’Mr. Grant truly likes you, why would you give up such a promising future for Young Master Vance?’

May Morgan gave Miller a meaningful look, ’Whether it’s a promising future, it’s up to me to decide.’

Seeing she couldn’t persuade May Morgan, Miller lowered her head and stopped speaking. May Morgan was just here to warn Miller today, not intending to really do anything to her, so seeing her silent, she stopped pursuing the matter.

"You can go out, let’s part ways peacefully. When I return to Vincent Vance’s side, if Victor Grant still wants you, you can stay, I won’t object."

This sentence almost made Miller cry: ’Miss Morgan, you can’t be mad at me, I did it for your own good, at that time, wasn’t Young Master Vance treating you poorly? Mr. Grant was so good to you, I was doing it for you, hoping you wouldn’t go back to him.’

Not waiting for Miller to finish explaining, May Morgan decisively gestured for her to leave, saying, "I know, but I don’t like people who betray me twice, you can go out."

Miller seeing May Morgan’s decision was firm, sighed helplessly, turned and stepped out. As she opened the door, she saw Victor Grant standing at the doorway.

"Mr. Grant, when did you come back?" Miller raised her head in surprise to glance at Victor Grant, but his expression wasn’t good either, making her nervous.

Tonight, is destined to be a sleepless night?

Hearing Miller’s shout, May Morgan couldn’t help but look at Victor Grant, only to see him push Miller aside and step inside, pushing Miller out as he entered.

"You’re leaving?" Victor Grant asked May Morgan in a low voice, holding his temper.

May Morgan nodded and coldly said to him, ’I told you, you can’t touch Vincent Vance, or I won’t let it go with you.’

Victor Grant clenched his fingers secretly and explained to May Morgan, "I didn’t touch Vincent Vance, this is all Vincent Vance’s act to lure you back."

May Morgan found his words amusing, Vincent Vance acting? Who exactly is acting? Who is together deceiving her?

"Do you think I’m a fool?" May Morgan suddenly stood up from the bed, went to the computer in the small living room outside, opened her email, wanting to see if Monica Lambert had sent over that video.

But upon opening the email, she didn’t see the video Monica Lambert had sent, the inbox was empty, with nothing in it.

She roughly calculated the time in her mind, Monica Lambert had left two hours ago, she should have sent the video over by now, right? Could it be she forgot?

Victor Grant purposely leaned closer to May Morgan’s computer, bent over with his hands trapping her, looked down at her emails, and asked, "What do you want to show me?"

May Morgan glared vigilantly at Victor Grant, reached out for his phone, "Give me your phone!"

Victor Grant raised his eyebrow, calmly handed the phone to May Morgan, she took the phone, glared at him, retreated from under his arm, and returned to the bedroom.

"Monica, have you reached home?"

May Morgan called Monica Lambert, quickly asking her.

Over the phone, Monica Lambert’s voice sounded strange, like she’s stuffed-up, as if she had just cried, "I just got home, what’s up May Morgan?"

May Morgan found Monica Lambert’s voice odd, couldn’t help but pause, cautiously asked Monica Lambert, "Are you able to send that video to my email now? I want to confirm it!"

"Video? What video? I don’t understand what you’re talking about?" Monica Lambert unexpectedly denied the video’s existence, as if the video she showed May Morgan earlier was fake.

May Morgan was taken aback, reluctantly asking Monica Lambert, "It’s the video you secretly showed me in my bedroom just now? The one Vincent Vance asked you to show me?"

"You’re mistaken, May Morgan, I don’t know anything about a video, Vincent Vance never gave me a video. May Morgan, I haven’t seen Vincent Vance for a long time, he hasn’t given me anything."

The more May Morgan listened, the more it felt off, she wasn’t dumb, it happened just a while ago, how could Monica Lambert not acknowledge it?

"Monica, did you forget something? Just now you showed me a video in my bedroom, you said, Vincent Vance’s accident was a setup, and that killer..."

"May Morgan, I think you got it wrong, I really didn’t show you any video, what killer, I don’t have such bloody videos on hand, it must be you who got it wrong. Anyway, I’m home now, gotta hang up!"

Not waiting for May Morgan to further question, Monica Lambert decisively hung up the phone.