Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 142: You’re Ruthless Enough

Victor Grant wasn’t upset, letting her kick him while grinning as if he was thoroughly enjoying it: "Sis, can’t you kick me a little lighter?"

May Morgan had never met such a shameless jerk, worse than a hooligan. No wonder his subordinates were all scumbags; the guy was just that improper himself.

"Shut your filthy mouth!" May was furious and simply grabbed some wet tissues from the table, stuffing them all into his mouth to shut him up.

However, when she got up to leave, Victor Grant suddenly flipped nimbly, kicking her wrist, causing the gun in her hand to drop to the floor.

May wasn’t prepared for his sudden attack, and in fright tried to get up and dodge, but Victor pounced on her, pinning her to the ground.

It was unclear if May’s binding skills were lacking, or if Victor Grant was just too experienced at untying ropes, but the previously tightly bound Victor was now entirely free, subduing May.

"Sis, if you’re so fierce, be careful you won’t find a man!" With his body pressing on May, Victor grabbed her wrist to prevent her from punching him again, skillfully restraining her, rendering her unable to exert any strength.

May, lacking Victor’s experience, was quickly overpowered by him, unable to move.

"You bastard, let me go!" May shouted angrily.

With one hand gripping her wrists, Victor pinched her angry little face with the other, teasing her: "What if I don’t? Want to bite me?"

May knew Victor was a thug, a jerk, and that there was no reasoning with a jerk. But with him controlling her, if she didn’t compromise, it would lead to a dead end.

"You, don’t touch me! You want money? I’ll give it to you, I have money!" May changed her tone to negotiate with Victor.

Victor wasn’t short of money. His reason for coming here was to irritate Vincent, and May’s rudeness had angered him further.

He was quick-tempered, easily triggered, but his character wasn’t particularly vile.

If May had been more cooperative, he wouldn’t have wanted to toy with her like this.

"Do you think I’m short of cash? I don’t need your petty change, okay?"

Victor, feigning anger, snorted while pinching May’s face and leaned closer to inhale deeply.

"Smells nice, no wonder she can enchant that bastard Vincent, I’d be smitten too!" Victor chuckled slyly, full of mischief.

If May’s wrists weren’t restrained, she’d have slapped his face, knocking that sly grin off.

"Victor Grant, are you done? Money or life, make it quick!" She was furious at his continuous teasing and couldn’t help but berate him.

"Money? Why not? How much do you have?" Perhaps seeing May was truly anxious, Victor snorted, suddenly becoming more serious: "I brought people to protect you, you can’t blame me for asking for money, right?"

May thought she misheard? What did he say? He came to protect her?

"You... how much do you want?" Seizing the opportunity, May quickly and earnestly asked him.

Victor lifted himself slightly, giving May some breathing room, but her wrists were still controlled by him, unable to move: ’How much do you have?’

May actually didn’t have much money, just a card Vincent gave her that she never used, unaware of how much it contained.

But since it was an unlimited card, it surely had plenty of money.

"I don’t have cash, but I have a card with lots of money, as much as you want, I’ll give you."

"That impressive? Your husband really is generous. How about this, a million a night, and I’ll leave when your husband comes back."

Victor explained further, fearing May didn’t understand: "Don’t say I’m greedy, your husband called me to protect you, so think about whether you’ll cover this cost."

A million per night? May really wanted to curse him. Why didn’t he just rob a bank? Even that isn’t as profitable!

But she was currently under his control, whether it was a million or a billion, she had to agree?

"Fine, I agree!" May nodded wisely.

Victor glanced at May, suddenly grinning wickedly: ’Don’t try to fool me, you’re even craftier than your sister, I believe in your tricks. Give me something as collateral first, otherwise, what if you and your husband gang up to scam me?’

"What do you want me to give as collateral?" May gritted her teeth, reluctantly conceding.

"How should I know? At least something worth a million, right? You say you have a card, but who knows how much is in it?" Victor cleverly replied to May.

May thought for a moment, then said to Victor: "Then I’ll use my wedding ring as collateral?"

She glanced at the nightstand not far away and then told him: "There’s a wedding ring my husband gave me, worth 80 million. Will that do?"

Following her gaze, Victor was suspicious as he turned to pull the drawer, which surprisingly wasn’t locked and opened easily. Inside lay a luxurious velvet box, with a diamond the size of a pigeon egg.

Victor picked up the heavy diamond ring with a puzzled face, looking at May: "Are you tricking me? Throwing such a valuable item around?"

May shrugged, getting up from the ground while retorting to Victor: "What else to do? Wearing this thing is tiresome even when reading, so why not toss it aside?"

"Fine, you’re ruthless!" Victor wasn’t ignorant about jewelry, and though May casually discarded it, the dazzling brilliance and weight in his hand immediately captivated him. He knew this was the Star of Extreme Night, recently auctioned at tens of millions. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Moreover, as someone in the loop, Victor naturally knew this 80-million-dollar final bid diamond ring was eventually bought by Vincent.

Good heavens, this woman casually left an 80-million-dollar item in a drawer? Wasn’t she afraid of losing it?

After verifying the ring’s authenticity, Victor unapologetically pocketed it, and also retrieved May’s gun.