Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 137: I Know Who the Manipulative Bitch Is

"Oh, Eldest Master Vance? What a rare occurrence, are you finally free to catch up with me?" Victor Grant mockingly said to Vincent Vance, knowing full well.

Vincent Vance suppressed the anger in his heart, trying to keep a calm and peaceful tone as he negotiated with Victor Grant: "Victor Grant, I was wrong that day. I apologize to you. Can you go to my Zenith Villa to protect my wife? When I return, I will reward you generously."

"Not sincere enough, huh? Is this how the Eldest Master Vance apologizes? I won’t accept it!" Victor Grant, remembering how Vincent Vance had threatened him viciously that night, was also furious and decided to give him a hard time intentionally.

"Then what do you want? Just tell me how much money you need." Right now, Vincent was only concerned about May Morgan’s safety and didn’t want to waste any more time, so he straightforwardly mentioned money.

"Money? You think I need money, huh? You’re insulting my character, do you know that?" As soon as Victor Grant heard Vincent ask how much money he wanted, he immediately jumped up angrily from the sofa and yelled at Vincent: "I won’t play along with you. I’ll tell you what, I can go protect your wife, but with just the two of us alone, I can’t guarantee what might happen."

"Victor Grant, if you dare touch my woman, I’ll castrate you!" Vincent hated it when other men made such crude jokes, so he lost his temper immediately.

Victor Grant, on the other hand, hee-heed on the other end of the phone, triumphantly provoking him: "Since you put it that way, I must go. Vincent, wait for it. If I don’t bed your woman today, I won’t call myself Grant anymore!"

After saying that, he deliberately hung up on Vincent, who angrily called back, but the call was rejected.

After being hung up by Victor twice, Vincent, fuming, kicked the seat in front of him, startling several people in the car. The police car in front, noticing they hadn’t moved, came to check on Vincent.

"Mr. Vance, is there any issue?"

Vincent glanced at the police officers and then at the mountain within arm’s reach, hesitatingly asked: "Officer, something has happened at my home. Can I head back first? Can you help search the family living in this mountain?"

Although the officers were locals, it was their first time in such a remote mountainous area and they were unfamiliar with it. It was night and naturally, they felt a bit apprehensive.

"How about this, you go home first, and we will head back too. We can return tomorrow when it’s daylight to check it out?"

Vincent looked at the few officers, knowing that everyone’s hearts were filled with a bit of fear due to past incidents. If he turned back halfway, he feared the Dragon Insect issue would remain unsolved indefinitely.

But if he didn’t go back now, even if the old man didn’t cause trouble, Victor Grant probably would...

Jacob Jennings, you really know how to cause trouble for me!

"Jacob, I’m going to call the airport now. Drive back to the airport and take my private jet to return immediately. You should arrive within two hours at the latest!"

After some thought, Vincent could only place his hopes on Jacob Jennings again.

As soon as Jacob heard it, he knew Vincent and Victor had fallen out. He felt a wave of sadness in his heart, but he dared not defy Vincent’s orders and could only obediently agree: ’Okay, I’ll head back now.’

After instructing Jacob, Vincent told the driver to continue driving while also calling May Morgan to check on the situation.

May was fine, huddled in the bedroom and not daring to go out. She wasn’t foolish; the car accident had taught her a lesson, and she wouldn’t leave the house for anything this time.

"May, where are you? Is everything alright at home?" Vincent cautiously asked.

May, while flipping through a comic book, replied truthfully: "Everything’s fine. I’m doing well, just reading a comic in my room. Why? How are things on your end?"

Hearing May was okay, Vincent finally felt relieved and, not daring to frighten her for fear it might affect her pregnancy, smiled and told her: "No worries, everything’s fine here too. I’m resting at the hotel now and will be back first thing in the morning."

"Oh, okay. Stay safe. The roads around Mount Crestwood are dangerous and the terrain complex, so make sure you protect yourself."

"I know. You too, remember to instruct the house security not to let anyone in, no matter who it is. If someone tries to force their way in, call the police immediately, without any hesitation, understand?" Vincent, worried May might not know what to do if something happened, repeatedly instructed her.

May rolled her eyes at Vincent’s nagging: "I know, my teacher taught me in elementary school, find police when in danger."

Maybe he was indeed a bit verbose, Vincent chuckled awkwardly and apologized: ’Sorry, I’m just worried about you being home alone and unsafe.’

"Gosh, you’re so naggy, even more than my mom! Fine, I won’t talk to you anymore. I’m going back to reading my comics. You rest early."

May dare not speak too much with Vincent, for fear that he, being so intuitive, would figure out that Jacob went to Crestwood. Since everything at home was fine, she quickly hung up his call.

Watching Vincent’s tender love for May, Melanie felt deeply troubled: "When you were with me, you’d never been this gentle."

Vincent glanced at her coldly and said mercilessly: "That’s because you’re not worthy."

That sentence felt like it threw Melanie into an abyss with no chance to recover. Her eyes filled with aggrieved tears, chokingly she complained: "Why am I not worthy? What’s she got that I don’t? You were meant to be mine, she stole you from me."

"Your possession? What do you take me for? Melanie, you are well aware of what you value in me. Plus, with your ruthless ways, why should I love you?"

Vincent’s question left Melanie speechless. She indeed liked Vincent for his looks and wealth. But so what? Didn’t May marry Vincent because he was rich and handsome?

"I got engaged to you because I liked your looks and money, but May slept with you behind my back. Don’t tell me she did it for anything but money. Vincent, a true manipulative woman never lets you see her true intentions."

Vincent, fed up, glared at Melanie, unwilling to argue: "Even if May was after my money, I’d still be willing. The woman I like can chase after both my wealth and my person. That’s validation for me. What’s it to you?"

Vincent’s words left Melanie shocked and speechless, unable to retort for a long time.