The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 677: Overwhelmed by Grief

Professor Harlan continued to look around the playground skeptically, and upon confirming he hadn’t seen who he was looking for, he sighed helplessly, "I must have really mistaken, how could she be here?"

And dressed like a student too.

With her qualifications, she could easily be a teacher at Crestfall University. Back then, all of us professors tried our best to invite her to stay at Britton University but she was unwilling.

I must be getting old, seeing things that aren’t there.

"Looks like I was mistaken, let’s go." Professor Harlan waved his hand, signaling Willow Grant to keep leading the way.

Willow Grant breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made a "please" gesture, continuing to lead the way.

The playground.

Holly Holloway ran behind a basketball hoop, and curiously asked, "Summer Monroe, why did you suddenly run here? The PE teacher told us we should go learn Tai Chi."

Summer Monroe put her index finger to her lips, making a "shh" noise, pulled Holly Holloway over, and carefully peeked half of her head toward the playground fence. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Seeing Willow Grant and Professor Harlan walking farther away, she relaxed and said, "That was close, I was almost discovered."

"Discovered by whom?" Holly Holloway was even more puzzled.

Summer Monroe walked out from behind the basketball hoop and shrugged, "A very annoying old man. Now it’s fine, let’s go, we should learn Tai Chi. I’ve never seen real Tai Chi before, only watched it on TV."

Holly Holloway tilted her head and asked, "How can that be? The park is full of old grandpas and grandmas practicing Tai Chi."

Summer Monroe straightened her back, realizing she almost gave herself away, quickly laughed and said, "I grew up in the countryside, the old grandpas and grandmas in the countryside are all farming in the fields, they don’t have the leisure to practice this."

Holly Holloway nodded, not thinking much of it, and walked with Summer Monroe toward the PE teacher.

...

On the other side.

Stanton Manor.

The manor was hung with mourning banners, and an old-style coffin was placed in the middle of the back garden.

Stella Monroe pretended to wipe her tears, pondering how to seize this opportunity to take over Stanton Group.

Beside her, Henry Stanton, who was burning paper money, murmured, "Mom, don’t blame me, once gone, you find peace, but those left behind must struggle to live. I’m doing this to survive, please don’t blame me, I’ll burn lots and lots of paper money for you, so you won’t have to worry about clothing and food down there."

Stella Monroe couldn’t hear what Henry Stanton was mumbling. She rubbed her eyes and asked Henry Stanton, "Why has it been so long, and nobody has come to offer condolences?"

"I didn’t notify them."

Stella Monroe raised her eyes in shock and asked, "Why not? This is a good chance to connect with Crestfall noble circles. At Clarissa’s funeral last time, you even used that opportunity to close a deal."

Henry Stanton tossed the paper money into the iron basin, stood up, and said, "Stella, come with me, there’s something I need to tell you."

Stella Monroe nodded and followed Henry Stanton to his study.

She only noticed Henry Stanton’s dour face but didn’t think much, simply assuming Henry was grieving over the sudden death of the old lady.

She was really puzzled, why wouldn’t Henry take advantage of such a golden opportunity?

Could it really be grief?

Holding her question, Stella Monroe quietly followed Henry Stanton.

Once in the study, Henry Stanton took a document from the drawer, handed it to Stella Monroe, and said, "Take a look."

Stella Monroe took the document in confusion, and when she saw clearly what was written, her eyes widened in shock, her pupils shrinking to a dot.