Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 325: Just Try Touching Vincent Vance

But since this lie has already been told, Victor Grant has no intention of letting anyone expose him.

Because with Vincent Vance truly dead, it would be more advantageous for him.

Thinking of this, Victor Grant found a set of phone numbers and dialed.

"How’s the situation on Vincent’s side?" Victor Grant asked the person quietly.

"Not too optimistic, I heard he’s still unconscious. I just asked someone to check with his attending doctor. Apparently, a shrapnel hit his internal organs, and there’s excessive blood loss. When he’ll wake up is up to fate."

"Fate does not matter, I alone decide his fate!" Victor Grant gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes, and he quietly ordered, "Go to the hospital now, find a way to make him die without leaving any trace, make it look like a natural death. Make sure no one can spot any flaws!"

The person was somewhat surprised and asked, "Mr. Grant, do you really want to do this? Actually, you don’t need to act, although the bomb in Vincent’s car didn’t kill him, in my experience, he won’t live for long. Why bother getting your hands dirty and gain a reputation for murder?"

"Stop wasting time. Once this is done, I’ll transfer the remaining amount to you. Remember, make it flawless, leave no trace, understood?"

"Alright, since you’re insisting, I’ll do it now." Upon receiving Victor Grant’s final order, the person said no more, hung up the phone, and started preparing.

Thinking that Vincent Vance would soon be dead, Victor Grant’s heart became somewhat mixed; he wasn’t pitying that man’s life, he was just worried that if May Morgan found out about everything he did today, would he completely lose her one day?

But given the current situation, if he’s not ruthless enough, he won’t be able to keep May Morgan with him, because he lacks the confidence.

Victor Grant, who hadn’t smoked in a long time, suddenly pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and leaned against the corner wall, irritably smoking.

He was truly depressed now, depressed to the point where even breathing felt oppressive. For May Morgan, he quit smoking, quit drinking, even curbed his desires. For her, he catered in every way possible, even making himself seem like a spineless sycophant, but in the end, what did he receive in return? Even their marriage certificate was obtained by him forcing her.

Sometimes, he really wished he’d never encountered this woman, that way he’d still be carefree Victor Grant, still the man who could do whatever he wanted, without having to worry so much, without having to rack his brains every day, to think about what his woman liked or disliked, without having to stress if he really occupied a place in May’s heart, even just a tiny bit.

Perhaps because he hadn’t smoked in a long time, Victor Grant found himself annoyed after just two puffs. He roughly threw the cigarette on the ground, turned around, planning to rest.

But just as he turned around, he was startled to see May Morgan standing at the bedroom door, glaring at him with a resentful gaze.

"You... When did you wake up?" Victor Grant hadn’t anticipated May Morgan suddenly appearing in the hallway, a few threads of panic instantly coloring his face.

May Morgan glared at him, suddenly breaking down and shouting, "Why did you lie to me? Why?"

Victor Grant felt a bit ashamed from her questioning but didn’t want to admit immediately, so he turned his face away and awkwardly said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about. What did I lie to you about?"

"I heard your phone call, why won’t you spare Vincent? Why must you hunt him down until he’s dead? Victor Grant, I hate you!" May Morgan cried while rushing to grab Victor Grant’s arm, yet helplessly and desperately pleaded with him, "Please call that person and stop him from killing Vincent, please? I’m begging you, don’t let him kill him, please?"

Her knees suddenly buckled, and she knelt before Victor Grant, her tear-streaked face causing a stabbing pain in his heart: "Victor Grant, I know you’re targeting Vincent because of me, I’m begging you, please don’t touch him, okay? Whatever you want, I’ll agree to it, you want my body, right? I’ll give it to you, I’ll give it to you right now, just don’t let him be killed!"

May Morgan finished speaking and suddenly tore open her nightshirt, exposing herself in front of Victor Grant. He lowered his head to glance but felt nothing but pity, without the slightest desire for her. All he felt was anger and jealousy at her degrading herself so much for that man.

"Get up, I won’t touch you. I said I wouldn’t, and I won’t!" Victor Grant irritably pulled May Morgan up, then helped her pull back her clothes and turned to lead her towards the bedroom.

"Victor Grant, what do you want from me to let Vincent go?" May Morgan knew that the person had already started acting and perhaps was on the way to the hospital now. If she didn’t rush Victor Grant to stop, Vincent might really be doomed.

"I don’t need anything. I just want you to completely forget him, can you do that?" Victor Grant threw May Morgan onto the carpet, unable to restrain his emotions and roared at her.

"I can, I can, just don’t kill him. I can stop thinking about him."

"I don’t believe it, I won’t believe a word you say!" At this point, Victor Grant didn’t want to continue pretending. He coldly laughed, looking down at the woman on the ground, eyes full of hatred for her, "I knew you wouldn’t forget that man, as long as he lives another day, you’ll try every means to go back to him, so I want him dead. Only when he’s dead will you forever be mine!"

"You won’t get your way, I won’t let you succeed!" May Morgan’s stubborn nature resurfaced, and seeing Victor Grant adamantly wanting to kill Vincent, she wiped her tears and turned to the bedroom window, decisively opening the glass.

Though this was the third floor, since the house was castle-like, its position was high. May Morgan pointed to the open window and demanded Victor Grant for the final time, "I’ll ask you one last time, will you call your people back?"

Seeing that May Morgan was about to jump, Victor Grant was also panic-stricken: "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Even though May Morgan has Dragon Insect inside her, which can quickly heal external wounds, who knows if this jump would cause her organs to shatter. If it really reaches that point, no one could guarantee if she would die.

Even if Victor Grant hated Vincent, he wouldn’t dare risk May’s life.

"Will you let Vincent go?" May Morgan nearly collapsed and shouted at Victor Grant.