Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 316: I Heard Your Wife Died

"France? Wasn’t the wedding supposed to be held domestically? Why are we going to France?" May Morgan asked in confusion.

"To get the marriage certificate. I have connections in France, so we can register the marriage over there and also take the chance to go sightseeing and relieve some stress."

Victor Grant didn’t want to say too much to May Morgan, fearing the more he spoke, the more mistakes he’d make. At this moment, he just wanted to take May Morgan abroad as soon as possible, staying as far away from that man as possible.

"Can’t we get married and register domestically? Why must we..."

"I say we go, so we go. Stop talking!"

Before May Morgan could finish her sentence, Victor Grant cast a sharp look over, scaring her into silence instantly.

He usually treated her exceptionally well, rarely showing her any anger, but today, he was truly losing patience with her.

It’s just that because he liked her, he was willing to make himself a lamb, but in his bones, he was still wolf-hearted. Push him too far, and he would do anything.

After returning to the villa, Victor Grant began asking Miller to help May Morgan pack her clothes for the trip abroad while he went to have his men prepare the private jet.

His father often traveled abroad, so naturally, there was a private jet available, and not only a jet but a private runway in France too.

While Victor Grant was out, Miller helped May Morgan pack her clothes while quietly asking, "Miss Morgan, are you coming back after this trip abroad?"

Miller was specifically tasked with taking care of May Morgan, and she was worried that if May Morgan settled in France, her well-paid job would probably be over.

"I’ll be back. Victor said we would only register there and return to hold the wedding," May Morgan noticed Miller’s concern and quickly reassured her.

Miller still felt unsure and whispered again, "Can’t you register domestically? Why go abroad unnecessarily? Does Mr. Grant have some unspeakable secrets, or is he hiding something from you?"

This made May Morgan’s heart skip a beat. Yes, they couldn’t register domestically, so why was it necessary to go to France? Even if the conditions there were nice, would the Grant family care about those trivial benefits?

"Miss Morgan, there’s something I’m not sure I should tell you," Miller thought for a long time and finally couldn’t resist bringing it up with May Morgan quietly.

May Morgan turned her head to look at her, saw her looking cautious, and curiously asked, "What is it?"

"Well, I only heard the news today. Didn’t Young Master Vance get married yesterday? Then, something major happened at the wedding—Brianna White died on the spot. Not only did she die, but many others died too. Even the old man died immediately."

"Rea... really? How could that happen?" Hearing such shocking news, May Morgan’s heart suddenly trembled. Something happened? Brianna White and Arthur Vance died? What about him? Is he okay?

Miller also came by this information through hearsay and wasn’t very clear about it. She could only tell May Morgan what she knew: "I don’t know much, just that on Young Master Vance’s wedding day, a terrorist attack occurred. It seems many people died on the spot. Brianna White died instantly, and it’s said she died horrifically, turning into a withered corpse."

Miller couldn’t help but grit her teeth and stand up for May Morgan when mentioning Brianna White: "I say that woman deserved to die a long time ago. After doing so many things to wrong you, her death is a bargain. Even the heavens couldn’t tolerate her treating you like that and sought retribution."

May Morgan glanced at Miller, and truthfully, hearing the news of Brianna White’s death made her somewhat pleased. After all, before she even got the chance to deal with her, the woman was already gone, saving her a lot of trouble.

But she was more concerned about Vincent Vance’s condition, unsure if anything had happened to him.

Her fingers tightly gripped the luggage zipper. The thought of soon going abroad to marry Victor Grant made May Morgan hesitate for a moment.

"Vincent Vance isn’t dead, is he?" May Morgan pretended to be calm and asked Miller.

"I don’t know, but I haven’t heard any news of Young Master Vance being in trouble, so he should be okay."

Miller looked down at May Morgan, saw her lowering her eyes as if something was on her mind, and then gently persuaded her: "Miss Morgan, I say you should just peacefully go to France and register with Victor Grant. Even if Young Master Vance and Brianna White didn’t marry, your fate with him is already over. Since the ties are severed, don’t get entangled with each other."

"I know..." May Morgan instinctively nodded at Miller’s words but didn’t say much more.

Her fate with Vincent Vance was over, but this grudge was not something she ever planned to just let pass.

Now that it was his turn to fall from grace, as a woman once wronged by him, how could she not seize the opportunity to strike at him? Humiliate him?

"Miller, go do something else. I’ll see if there’s anything else I need to pack," May Morgan turned and signaled Miller to leave.

Miller gave May Morgan a look, nodded, and turned to leave the bedroom.

However, on her way out, she didn’t close the door entirely, leaving a small gap.

Once Miller was gone, May Morgan, somewhat impatiently, picked up her phone and called Vincent Vance.

Vincent Vance was very busy now because many people died at Zenith Villa. Although the compensation for their families was ample, emotional comfort was also necessary, and his grandfather’s funeral required his comprehensive management. If not for these matters, he might have come over immediately to take May Morgan away.

Seeing May Morgan suddenly call him at this moment made Vincent Vance’s heart race wildly. Could it be she knew what had happened on his side and that’s why she called?

She still couldn’t let go of him...

However, before speaking, he was at a loss, both of them not having said a word or seen each other for a long time. Picking up May Morgan’s call, Vincent Vance suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

Seeing Vincent Vance’s silence on the other end, May Morgan snorted coldly and intentionally mocked him: "Vincent Vance, I heard your wife died?"

Vincent Vance awkwardly coughed and hurriedly explained to May Morgan in a small voice, "Brianna White was never my wife. The only wife I acknowledged has always been you." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Pah, have you no shame? Who was it back then that forced me to divorce you?" May Morgan wouldn’t believe his sweet talk. He had been shamelessly with Brianna White, and now that his wife was dead, was he planning to come crawling back?

What a pity, though. She was no ordinary grass. If he wanted to eat this ’return grass,’ he’d have to put his life on the line first.

He took her insults as unresolved hatred due to lingering affection, so throughout the conversation, Vincent Vance accepted it all with a smile: "I never said I wanted to divorce you. It was you who insisted on asking for a divorce."

"You... you were the one who first forced me to leave you. And that child back then, if it weren’t for you, why would I have lost it?"

Thinking of these things, May Morgan was so angry she wanted to kill Vincent Vance. That was his child too—how could he be so heartless?