Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 368: Do You Really Love Victor Grant?

Monica Lambert lowered her head, not daring to look at Victor Grant’s face, and softly explained, "I, I’ve been afraid of you since the first time I saw you, so, so..."

"Enough, Victor Grant, don’t use your power to oppress people. I’m telling you, if you really touch Monica today, you’ll see what happens!"

May Morgan, in a huff, pushed Victor Grant away and took Monica Lambert’s hand to go upstairs.

"Monica, I’m serious, did Victor Grant touch you or not? If he dared to do anything to you, I won’t let him off!" After dragging Monica Lambert into the bedroom, May Morgan deliberately shut the door tight before cautiously asking her.

Monica, seeing that Victor Grant wasn’t around, cautiously leaned closer to May Morgan to explain, "He didn’t touch me, but, but..."

Seeing her about to speak but then stopping, May Morgan paused for a moment, quickly grabbed her hand, and asked, "But what?"

Monica hesitated for a moment before deliberately asking May Morgan, "May, tell me the truth, do you have feelings for Victor Grant?"

May Morgan didn’t understand why she was asking such a question, and was taken aback, "I guess... If I say none, we’ve been together for so long, it’s impossible to have no feelings at all."

"Then... between Vincent Vance and Victor Grant, who do you care about more?" Monica Lambert grabbed May Morgan’s hand tightly, urgently questioning her further.

May Morgan looked up at Monica Lambert, not understanding why she suddenly asked such a question, "Monica, coming to see me so late, do you have something to discuss?"

Monica Lambert lived on-site and would rarely stay out overnight. For her to come so late must mean something significant had happened.

"Yes, someone entrusted me to handle something, but before I do, I’m a bit hesitant."

Monica Lambert thought of Victor Grant holding her hand and eagerly wanting her to be May Morgan’s bridesmaid, which made her hesitant. But thinking of the video Vincent Vance showed her, she felt it was cruel for May to be kept in the dark by Victor Grant.

"May, this is the last time I’ll ask you, if you had to choose between Vincent Vance and Victor Grant, who would you choose?"

Monica Lambert looked seriously at May Morgan’s face, tentatively asking.

May Morgan hesitated for a moment, her eyes stinging, before sighing helplessly, "I still like Vincent Vance, Monica, you don’t know, he became that way because of me. But I owe Victor Grant, and his parents have been very good to me. I can’t be ungrateful."

"But... if Victor Grant did something to betray you, would you still insist on marrying him?"

May Morgan suddenly looked up at Monica Lambert, not understanding why she would say such a thing, "What did he do to betray me? Did he really do something to you?"

"No, no, don’t misunderstand, he didn’t do anything to me. Someone like me, he wouldn’t even look at, sigh, forget it, I’ll show you a video, and you can decide for yourself what to do after watching."

Monica Lambert decisively steeled herself, pulled May Morgan to sit down, opened her phone, and played the video for May to watch.

The video was the same one Vincent Vance had shown Monica Lambert in the hospital, featuring the hitman Victor Grant had hired back then. Vincent Vance was bombed halfway through by this person’s doing.

Now, he had been found by Jacob Jennings, and after severe interrogation, confessed to his crimes. Jacob Jennings also had someone crack his account, revealing all the payments Victor Grant made to him, along with times and locations.

After watching the video, May Morgan’s heart grew incredibly complex. She never expected that the person who truly wanted to harm Vincent Vance was Victor Grant.

All along, she had thought that the bomb was Logan Vance’s doing and believed that Victor Grant wouldn’t do something so despairing to her.

But in fact, he had done it, and with such thoroughness.

Holding Monica Lambert’s phone, May Morgan hesitated for a long time before saying to her, "Thank you for telling me the truth, Monica. For your safety, you should head back tonight, don’t stay here."

The night would surely bring a hard battle; May Morgan didn’t want to harm the innocent, so it was best to let Monica leave.

Monica nodded, not having any intention to stay, "Then I’ll leave now. Take care!"

Just as she was about to leave, May Morgan suddenly thought of something, promptly instructing her, "When you get back, remember to send this video to my email, encrypt it, I’ll need it."

"Okay!" Monica nodded in agreement, turned, and left the bedroom.

Victor Grant was already sitting downstairs. Seeing May Morgan escort Monica Lambert down, he quickly stood up to ask Monica, "You didn’t say anything you shouldn’t have to May, right?"

He was naturally asking if anything had happened between them. Still, Monica, feeling guilty, thought he was referring to the hitman issue. A regular girl suddenly dealing with hitmen, bombs, and the like, would naturally feel some fear. Victor Grant’s fierce look only made her shudder again.

Victor Grant got angry seeing her like this, couldn’t help but shout, "What’s the matter with you trembling? Makes it look like I really slept with you!"

"Victor Grant, stop talking!" May Morgan glared at Victor Grant harshly, signaling him to shut up.

After reprimanding Victor Grant, May Morgan turned to the driver beside them, instructing, "Please send Monica back; it’s not appropriate for her to stay here. Her parents will worry."

The driver quickly left with Monica Lambert after exchanging a glance with Victor Grant. As they left, May Morgan coldly glared at Victor Grant and turned to go upstairs.

Victor Grant felt her gaze become somewhat strange, not simply annoyed but rather hateful. What was going on? Why did she suddenly hate him?

Watching May Morgan turn and head upstairs, Victor Grant didn’t rush to follow her to explain. Instead, after a moment of hesitancy, he turned and left the villa.

Miller came to knock on May Morgan’s door with supper in hand. After knocking for quite a while, she finally opened, "Miss Morgan, I noticed you didn’t eat dinner, so I made you some supper. Please eat a little."

As Miller said this, she carefully placed the prepared supper in front of May Morgan. She intentionally looked up at her, but seeing her particularly grim expression, sensed that something was wrong and didn’t say much before turning to leave.

"Miller, I have something I want to ask you." Seeing Miller about to leave, May Morgan suddenly called out to her.

Miller cautiously turned back to look at May Morgan, then asked, "Miss Morgan, what is it that you want to ask me?"