CHAPTER 188: CHAPTER 188: THE THIRD QUESTION

Summer Monroe spoke up: "Third question, do you really think that by choosing Damian Knight’s future partner, he will be happy? Is that fair to him?"

Perhaps the topic shifted too quickly, and Susan Stone didn’t react immediately. By the time she came to her senses, Summer Monroe had already walked to the door, reaching out to open it.

Clearly, Summer Monroe didn’t actually want an answer to the third question.

Susan Stone stood in place, staring at Summer Monroe’s back, her expression unreadable.

Willow Grant, who had been waiting at the door for quite a while, saw Summer Monroe leave and immediately ran into the box.

She couldn’t wait to ask: "Mrs. Stone, did she accept the money?"

Susan Stone laughed self-deprecatingly and shook her head: "No."

They hadn’t talked about money at all.

Willow Grant finally noticed Susan Stone’s unusual expression and quickly asked: "Mrs. Stone, did that woman say something to you? Don’t take it to heart, if she doesn’t want to leave, we can just force her out."

"No need." Susan Stone sighed and said: "It was my misunderstanding, she and Damian aren’t in that kind of relationship, don’t worry about it."

Willow Grant was dumbfounded.

"Not in that kind of relationship... what does that mean? Young Master Knight refused my dessert for her..."

"Damian never liked getting too close to girls, his refusal is normal, over time you’ll be used to it." Susan Stone said, pressing her temple in frustration: "It’s getting late, I need to go back to rest, if you want to stay and play, you can; I’m going."

Susan Stone said, directly walking out without giving Willow Grant another look.

Willow Grant felt unprecedented panic inside.

Why did she feel Susan Stone had grown much colder towards her? Is it because of that vixen?

Willow Grant gritted her teeth, turned around and chased after her.

Inside the car.

Susan Stone remained silent throughout the ride, her face unusually serious.

Willow Grant wanted to speak several times but couldn’t find the right moment. Finally, as they were nearing home, Willow Grant mustered the courage to weakly ask: "Mrs. Stone, what exactly did that woman say to you? Ever since she left, you’ve been so absent-minded, did she disrespect you?"

Susan Stone didn’t speak, she just shook her head.

Willow Grant took this as an affirmation and quickly said: "She’s just a lowly service worker, yet she dares to trample on you. How about I ask my friends in Crestfall to teach her a lesson, just to vent your anger!"

"Don’t!" Susan Stone frowned and looked at her: "Don’t interfere in her affairs anymore, this matter is over, let’s not mention her again!"

Susan Stone’s tone was full of warning, leaving Willow Grant stunned.

Susan Stone had never spoken to her like that!

It’s all because of that vixen!

That vixen must have said something to beguile Susan Stone.

Willow Grant was seething with anger inside, yet didn’t dare show any dissatisfaction on her face, only pretending to nod obediently.

She secretly vowed to find that little minx and eliminate her!

On the other side.

Summer Monroe had just returned to Stanton Manor when she received a text message from Damian Knight.

"Don’t forget you promised to attend tomorrow’s banquet with me."

Summer Monroe looked at the text and suddenly recalled this.

But... tomorrow...

Summer Monroe’s gaze shifted, landing on the invitation letter beside her.

This invitation was for Coralie Hughes’s birthday party.