The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 104: Where Are You Going So Late at Night?

Summer laughed coldly, "Dad... you really are... surprising me."

Henry Stanton looked at her coldly, "So, you mean, you don’t want to go?"

Summer gave Henry Stanton a deep look and shook her head, "No, I’ll go."

Henry Stanton instantly brightened up with joy.

"Really?"

"Mm..." she nodded, once again resuming her usual obedient demeanor.

But her eyes had lost all warmth and the last trace of sincerity.

This was all destroyed by Henry Stanton himself.

However, Henry Stanton didn’t notice the change in Summer’s eyes. He was genuinely moved and patted Summer on the shoulder, saying, "I knew you would agree. You’re the most sensible and obedient daughter, unlike that girl Clarissa. From now on, I’ll only love you!"

There were no waves in Summer’s heart.

She asked calmly, "When? What place?"

Henry Stanton quickly said, "The suite on the top floor of Crestfall Hotel. This room card was hard-earned after a night’s work. Young Master Knight is still attending a banquet in a Crestfall restaurant. I’ve already arranged with those at the banquet, you just need to wait in the room."

After saying this, Henry Stanton suddenly realized something and glanced at Summer, "Almost forgot, you need to change your clothes too, your usual clothes are too plain... that won’t do. But there’s no time, just wear anything to the hotel, I’ll have someone deliver it to the suite."

Summer suddenly understood, Henry Stanton wasn’t busy with official business until this late, but was instead busy getting a room card for Damian Knight.

So... that’s how it is.

She thought her heart had long turned to ashes for Henry Stanton, but at this moment, it felt like a sharp needle pricked it.

Turns out, no matter how many times you’re hurt, you never get used to it.

Summer’s gaze suddenly caught Henry Stanton’s white hair.

She remembered something Damian Knight had said and reached for Henry’s hair, "Dad, you have a strand of white hair here, let me pluck it for you."

Henry instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing as Summer was being so "understanding," he cooperated by lowering his head, letting her pluck out the white strand.

Once she plucked it out, he smiled through the pain, "Actually, there’s no need to pluck it out. It’s normal for me to have white hair at my age. But if you succeed tonight, maybe I’d look a few years younger."

Summer quietly pocketed the hair and pretended to nod affectionately, "Don’t worry, Dad. I won’t disappoint your expectations. You’ve been so good to me, how could I not repay you?"

Henry was immensely touched, his eyes almost welling up with tears.

He extended his arms and embraced Summer, "My good daughter... you’ve been wronged for the sake of this family!"

Summer accepted Henry’s embrace with an expressionless face, a boundless disgust growing inside.

She reminded him coldly, "Dad, if we don’t hurry, Young Master Knight will reach the room before I do."

"Oh, right, right!" Henry released Summer and started calling for the driver, ordering the servant to prepare clothes, bustling around, busy as a bee, even alerting Stella Monroe.

"Where are you going at this late hour?"

Stella appeared in the living room in her pajamas, her eyes suspiciously darting between Summer and Henry.

Seeing Stella reminded Henry of the trouble Clarissa Stanton had caused.

He said to her sternly, "It’s none of your business, go back to your room and sleep! Also, you’re not allowed to visit Clarissa, lest she sees you and stops reflecting on her actions, only thinking about coming back!"

Stella had been planning to visit Audrey Stanton tomorrow to see Clarissa. Hearing this, her face immediately turned sour.

"Husband, she is our..."