Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 830: Malcom Moore Arrives…

Grace Quarters laughed, for her deep plans, for having everyone in the palm of her hand.

"I tampered with the paternity test, the result Malcom Moore got is fake!"

Grace looked at the unconscious little angel on the ground and asked, "What do you think, if I wait until she’s dead to tell Malcom Moore the little angel’s identity, wouldn’t Malcom go crazy?"

Grace raised her eyes, her venomous gaze fell on Serena Sterling, "He will surely hate you, right? Hate you for hiding the truth from him! Hate you for causing his daughter’s death!..."

Just then, Malcom Moore’s speedboat rapidly headed towards Grace Quarters.

Upon hearing the sound of the speedboat and seeing who was driving it, Grace was horrified.

She wanted Malcom to come, but didn’t expect him to arrive so quickly!

Grace immediately raised the remote in her hand, shouting towards Malcom Moore who was ready to jump onto her speedboat:

"Malcom, you’d better not come closer! Do you see what I’m holding? This is the remote, I’ve planted bombs on Serena Sterling and that little girl. If you take one more step, I will press it, and that bitch and her bastard daughter will be blown to pieces!"

Malcom Moore looked shocked at the woman in front of him, his movements froze instantly.

He was surrounded by a cold, lethal aura, slowly standing up from the speedboat, like a demon from hell...

He stared coldly at the remote in Grace’s hand and spoke in a chilling voice, "Grace Quarters, what exactly do you intend to do?"

"What do I intend to do?" Grace laughed.

She gazed obsessively at Malcom, slowly speaking, "What I want is very simple! Malcom, I just want you to hold me once more before I die, let me feel the warmth of this world."

Malcom nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

Saying that, Malcom was about to jump onto Grace’s speedboat.

"Don’t come over!" Grace shouted, her thumb already resting on the button of the remote.

"Alright, I won’t come over." Malcom’s gaze softened as he looked at Grace, suppressing the rising disgust in his heart, speaking gently, "Grace, I won’t come over, I’ll wait here for you, wait for you to come over, okay?"

Malcom spread his arms, ready to embrace Grace.

At the same time, Malcom’s gaze softened as he looked at Grace, continuing to disarm her, "Grace, you’re holding the remote, I can’t do anything to you. You want an embrace, alright, I’ll give it to you! Grace, I’m right here waiting for you, as long as you come over, it’s fine."

Grace was moved by Malcom’s words.

She looked at Malcom, who seemed so gentle like nine years ago, she was so nostalgic for his warmth.

She seemed to have let down her guard, holding the remote, she walked step by step towards Malcom, "Malcom, I love you so much, will you accompany me?"

Grace gazed obsessively at Malcom, promising, "As long as you accompany me, I’ll let that bitch and her bastard go!"

Yes, at this moment Grace was really planning to spare Serena.

Grace wanted Malcom to die with her, how could she possibly take Serena along and give her a chance to continue fighting for Malcom?

But the little angel, Grace did not intend to spare.

Grace wanted to kill Malcom, kill the little angel, to make Serena live a life worse than death!

"Malcom, what do you think? If you promise me, I’ll let them go." Grace said with a warm smile, looking at Malcom.

Malcom nodded, speaking gently, "Okay, I promise you."

At this time, Grace finally walked up to Malcom’s side.

She opened her arms, reaching out to hug Malcom, "Malcom, this is what you promised me."

As she spoke, Grace’s pale face bloomed with a warm, gentle smile.

She looked at Malcom like this, gave Malcom a hug, then suddenly pulled out a dagger, and stabbed it fiercely into Malcom’s heart.

A moment before Grace’s action, Malcom had moved in advance.

He swiftly pulled out the gun from his waist, shot Grace in the heart, and simultaneously kicked accurately at the remote in Grace’s hand...

Grace was shot in the heart, blood at the corner of her mouth, a strange, relieved smile on her face, slowly falling onto the speedboat.

But due to the action of drawing the gun and kicking at the remote in Grace’s hand, Malcom didn’t completely evade Grace’s attack.

Grace’s dagger ended up being firmly lodged into Malcom’s heart, bright red blood immediately spread out.

And it wasn’t over yet, at the same time Grace fell, the bomb on Serena and the little angel started ticking...

"Shit!" Malcom cursed, immediately jumping onto the speedboat where Serena and the little angel were.

Serena was equally panicked.

From the moment Malcom appeared, Serena’s heart was in her throat.

Serena didn’t forget that Grace had said she wanted to kill her, the little angel, and Malcom, and she absolutely believed what Grace had said.

Because Grace’s emotions were very off, and Grace said she was about to die.

Though Serena didn’t know what’s going on, the reason that made Grace act impulsively and recklessly was surely because Grace was about to die.

Grace wanted to settle all her grudges before she died, wanted to drag those she hated, those blocking her path, into hell, and naturally, she hoped to go to the underworld with the one she loved.

So when Malcom appeared, knowing this, Serena almost blurted out to warn him to be cautious and leave quickly.

But thinking of the little angel, thinking of their daughter, Serena ultimately said nothing.

She should trust this man, trust that he could handle Grace, successfully and safely, rescue her and their daughter.

She even decided in her heart: as long as this event passes safely, as long as they are all okay, she’ll let go of everything, give him, herself another chance.

After making up her mind, Serena quietly stood there, closely watching the interaction between Malcom and Grace.

Watching Grace step by step approaching Malcom, her heart beat like a drum, fearing Grace would harm Malcom in the next second.

Amidst such worries and fears, Serena saw Grace approach Malcom, saw Grace embrace Malcom, saw Grace suddenly pull out a knife.