Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 179: I Will Supervise the Whole Process
"In my eyes, Melanie is nothing but a wench. Why would I bend the rules for her? Am I crazy?" Vincent Vance argued, looking exasperated.
"Hmph, and Adam is ancient history to me. So why do you keep suspecting that there’s something between us?" May Morgan seized the opportunity to settle old scores with Vincent.
This time, Vincent was genuinely at a loss for words.
He found it puzzling how women could hold grudges so easily. So much time had passed since then. He’d said it casually back then, but here she was, capable of remembering it for a millennium.
"Okay, okay, my bad, my bad. Will that do? I won’t suspect anything between you and Adam anymore, and you stop suspecting anything between me and Melanie. Deal?" Vincent was defeated by May, reluctantly admitting defeat.
"That’s more like it. From now on, if you dare say anything about Adam and me, I’ll mention you and Melanie. Let’s see who outdoes whom then."
"I never touched Melanie..."
"And I’m just as innocent with Adam! You were my first, remember?"
"But you guys must have kissed, right?"
"And I bet you and Melanie have had physical contact?"
"..."
Alright, Vincent resignedly realized again that in arguments with women, men can never win, because they always find your soft spot and magnify it a hundred, a thousand times to attack you!
Once he finally coaxed the little ancestor into eating and sent her upstairs to rest, Vincent quickly summoned the bodyguard mentioned by May and interrogated him thoroughly.
"I heard you saw Melanie at the Morgan Family house. Can you confirm that?" This was no trivial matter. Although Melanie was a minor character, the patriarch backed her. Hence, everything had to be meticulously prepared. What if they rashly seized her and fell into the patriarch’s trap?
The bodyguard had initially mentioned it casually, thinking it was no big deal to tell May. But now that Vincent was questioning him, he had to deliberate before responding.
"I... I’m not entirely sure. When I went there, I indeed saw a woman’s silhouette on the second floor. Thinking there weren’t many people at the Morgan Family house, I told the young madam it was Miss Melanie."
Vincent’s face darkened as he sternly questioned him, "So, you didn’t actually see the woman’s face?"
The bodyguard didn’t dare be vague, cautiously replied, "No, I didn’t see her face. The woman appeared in a flash; I really had no chance to see her face. Master, why... why are you asking about this?"
Vincent didn’t answer, simply pondering for a while, before instructing him, "I have a task for you. Go to the Morgan Family entrance with your men and keep watch. If anyone comes out from inside, make sure to take a picture for me. Remember, anyone at all, including their maid or any men."
"Yes, Master. We’ll head over there right away." Hearing this, the bodyguard didn’t dare delay; he quickly took another subordinate and drove to the Morgan Family to stakeout.
After dispatching the two bodyguards, Vincent frowned, thought for a bit, then picked up his phone to call Jacob Jennings.
"Jacob, have you arrived in Crestwood?" He calculated Jacob’s itinerary and figured he should have arrived by now, so he asked.
"Just got here. I just met with Director Lawson. He told me they’d already searched that mountain, including the house on it, but found no valuable clues. The house appears to have been long uninhabited. They’ve also checked out the basement Melanie mentioned, and there was nothing peculiar there. Director took some photos on site and will send them over for you to check out."
"Alright, let’s talk on the computer then."
After hanging up, Vincent went to the second-floor study. Once he turned on the computer, Jacob had already sent over the pictures. Vincent opened them and saw an ancient-style courtyard, with stone walls and buildings, and the overgrown weeds and fallen leaves in the yard indeed indicated long-term vacancy.
He then opened the basement photos, only seeing a stone table, a few vats, and nothing of further value. As Director Lawson mentioned, there was nothing special, almost indistinguishable from a typical mountain residence layout.
How could such a place house such peculiar people? But if that woman didn’t reside there, why were they attacked that night so coincidentally?
"By the way, has Melanie’s body been found?" After looking through the photos, Vincent hurriedly messaged Jacob for an update.
Jacob had just asked Director about Melanie, and planned to discuss it in detail with Vincent, so he took the chance to explain.
"Director mentioned Melanie earlier today and said they’d dispatched people to search nearby mountains and found no remains at all, nor any clothing or accessories matching Melanie’s. He suspects Melanie might not be dead."
Seeing Jacob’s message, Vincent felt even more assured about what May had told him. It seemed that the woman seen by the bodyguard at the Morgan Family was indeed Melanie.
In that case, he should quickly bring that woman over for a proper interrogation; otherwise, if he waited until he visited the patriarch, it might be too late to act.
"Got it. Rest well, I’m logging off too!" Vincent pondered grabbing Melanie, so he didn’t chat much with Jacob. After turning off the computer, he exited the study.
He first peeked into the bedroom to check on May, saw her intently reading a comic book, and thought about it. He went in to discuss, "I just talked to Jacob. Director told him they hadn’t found Melanie’s body, so it’s possible she’s still alive somewhere."
Upon hearing this, May suddenly jolted upright on the bed with adrenaline, eager to join Vincent in catching the person. "What are we waiting for? The woman the bodyguard saw at the Morgan Family must be Melanie!"
Seeing her all ready to go, Vincent quickly pressed her back into bed, making her lie down again. "Did you forget our agreement?"
May sheepishly smiled, scratching her head while explaining to Vincent, "I’m just anxious to catch Melanie. Don’t worry, I won’t cause trouble. As long as you help catch her, I promise to stay home obediently and not go anywhere."
Vincent tapped her little forehead, teasingly smiling, "That’s more like it. Don’t worry, I’ll take people to catch your sister soon, and I’ll video the whole thing for you. This time, we won’t let her escape!"
"Hehe, I trust you. You don’t even like Melanie, so why would I suspect you’d bend the rules for her?"
"Yet you said that about me earlier, you little rascal!" Vincent playfully pinched May’s nose, reminding her once more, "Remember not to leave the house, okay? I’ll be back in a bit; nothing will happen."







