The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day

Chapter 914: Her Life Must End

Mr. Grant threw away the cigarette in his hand and directly refused: "If not today, then tomorrow. A person doomed to die is useless even if they know my identity. Besides, I’ve already investigated her background. A rural girl—how could she possibly track us? No need to waste time, let’s go back directly. Don’t waste time!"

The mercenary hesitated a bit but, pressured by Mr. Grant’s certainty, didn’t insist further and drove straight to the apartment.

The car quickly reached the apartment building.

Mr. Grant smoked a cigarette downstairs before heading up.

Willow Grant had been waiting at home for any news from Mr. Grant, feeling restless.

For some unknown reason, she felt a strong sense of foreboding.

Mrs. Grant was adept at cooking. After making a dessert for her daughter, she smiled and said, "Honey, there’s no need to worry so much. Don’t you know how capable your dad’s men are? Besides, your dad went personally, what are you worried about?"

Willow was still a bit worried.

"How many people did Dad take this time?"

"Seems like three people."

"Three people?" Willow couldn’t bring herself to eat the dessert and immediately stood up, saying, "Three people are too few. Summer is crafty; don’t let her escape and inform Damian."

Mrs. Grant chuckled twice and said, "No matter how sly she is, could she withstand a few punches? Does that vixen have any skills?"

Willow hesitated, unsure, then shook her head: "I don’t know... But before, I had a classmate named Rachel Ross who wanted to ruin Summer’s face, sending a whole bunch of people from that forum. But Summer dealt with them in the end."

"Forum? Those people are just show-off martial artists. Your dad has spent a fortune this time, and brought that gun we’ve kept at home for a long time."

"Gun?" Willow’s eyes lit up: "Dad has a gun?"

Mrs. Grant ran her fingers through Willow’s hair affectionately and said, "Of course, who do you think your dad is? In Rivain, we walk with confidence. Even though guns are prohibited in Cathaysia, it’s not difficult for your dad to get a gun. They’re probably dealing with that little vixen in some deserted place right now."

Willow felt somewhat reassured, and her unease gradually dissipated.

Just then, the door was suddenly knocked.

"It must be your dad back. Perfect, I made an extra dessert, you go open the door, I’ll get the dessert from the kitchen."

"Okay!" Willow immediately ran excitedly to the door.

As soon as the door opened, indeed, it was Mr. Grant.

Willow almost cried from excitement and hastily asked, "Dad, has the person been dealt with? Where is the body buried?"

Mr. Grant was at a loss for words, looking at his daughter’s expectant eyes, he suddenly didn’t know how to respond.

Seeing Mr. Grant’s hesitation, Willow felt something amiss.

She stepped back, looking fearfully at Mr. Grant, and asked with a trembling voice: "Dad, you didn’t let her escape, did you?"

Mr. Grant awkwardly cleared his throat and said: "I didn’t expect her to have two extraordinary bodyguards, and that girl, indeed has some skills..."

Willow didn’t want to hear this, only asking: "Did she escape?!"

Mr. Grant was startled by Willow’s sudden raised voice, nodded uneasily: "Yes, she escaped."

As he spoke, he quickly added: "This time I underestimated her. Let it go for now. Once night falls, I’ll send someone again. This time, I’ll make sure she dies!"