Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1714

Cathy was frozen in place. It was a long time before she covered her lips and cried.

Duke actually loved Wendy Grant?

Cathy felt it was like a joke, a clown jumping in front of them.

Damn Wendy Grant, she had long known that Duke liked her, but she didn't say a word, just to see her jokes.

At this moment, Cathy pushed all her mistakes into Wendy's body. She felt that Wendy's intention was intentional.

Duke returned to the room and saw that Wendy Grant was leaning lazily on his bed, holding a cup of books in her hands. When she saw him, she immediately smiled: "Are you done with your business?"

Duke went straight to the bedside and sat down along the bed. He looked at the girl in front of him brightly: "Cathy confessed to me just now. I told her about our relationship."

"Then what did she reflect?" Wendy Grant asked curiously.

"She can't accept it, as if she's been hit." Duke sighed.

"You feel bad?" Wendy Grant's face changed. She turned her back and looked like she didn't care.

Duke's handsome face panicked, and he quickly reached out to hold her shoulders. He explained helplessly: "Of course I'm not heartbroken.

"If you don't make it clear once, there's boundless entanglement. You can't be soft—hearted." Wendy Grant bit her lower lip and reminded him.

"I made it clear this time. She should understand." Of course, Duke understood the relationship.

"I've also been friends with her for some time. Until now, I haven't seen clearly what kind of person she is. Duke, am I too overbearing?"

"No, you're quite reasonable." The man replied with a strong desire to survive.

Wendy Grants pouted and laughed, then she let him go: "Okay, go and take a shower. I have to sleep.

Duke nodded his head and went to take a bath.

That night, Duke slept on the bedside of Wendy Grant's bed, guarding her and protecting her.

The next morning, Cathy finished her injection early in the morning. With a dark face, she sat outside the door of the clinic waiting for the car.

After eating breakfast, she decided to go back to the village, just in the same car as Cathy.

She carried her backpack and walked over. Cathy stared at her with hatred. "Wendy Grant, in your eyes, am I just a joke?"

"You think too much, I don't think so." Wendy Grant sat down in a position opposite her and replied quietly.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier about you and the instructor?" Cathy was even more resentful.

"I reminded you, but you can't hear a single word." Wendy Grant said disapprovingly.

"You did it on purpose. You're really insidious." Cathy was so angry that she could not hear anything.

Wendy Grant did not want to care about her.

Joseph Grant reached out his shirt button and looked at him calmly. "It's reasonable to say that I should call you Second Uncle, but I have my own principles. Only the elders worthy of my respect will be willing to give them. He respectfully said that if he was an elder who wanted to kill my wife to death, in my eyes, there would only be one image, and that would be the enemy. "

Will Miller listened, secretly startled and angrily questioned: "Joseph Grant, what do you want to say? Can you break into my house by relying on your identity? If you go out, my house doesn't welcome you."

"I'm not here to be your guest. You might have some misunderstandings. I'm here to ask you for guilt." Joseph Grant's thin lips raised a sneer and gently disappeared, and his overbearing aura appeared. It was as frost as it made people chill.

"Excuse me? What's my sin?" Will Miller took out his arrogance and thought that it sounded reasonable.

Joseph Grant reached out, and Warren Hilton quickly sent the investigation report.

Joseph Grant directly dashed the investigation on the table: "The list of the charity's last hit, the confession, and the information about the third party transaction are all recorded in detail here. I need to read them out one by one. "

Will Miller's body stiffened, and he took a step back. "Joseph, you scare me less here. I didn't do anything. I don't admit it. It's all you who tried to frame me. Alvina Miller's girl is a gang. If you call her over, I want to confront her. "

Joseph Grant knew that Will Miller was an old fox. It was very cunning and thick—skinned. Without evidence, he did not plead guilty.

Joseph Grant directly opened one of the pages: "This bank card number, you should be familiar with it. There are three million funds out of your account. Don't think that you are an overseas account, I can't find out, you are too underestimated me."

Will Miller did not dare to look at the piece of paper because he was guilty and afraid. He did come in through an overseas account. Joseph Grant really spent his time investigating him.

"Even if I smash that institution, you can't convict me. The money that runs there belongs to our Miller Family. They are robbers, and you and Alvina Miller are accomplices. Will Miller's neck was red as he pointed at Joseph Grant and scolded him.

Joseph Grant looked at his disoriented appearance and couldn't help but laugh: "Are you guilty? Those funds were handled according to the normal procedures. You didn't steal or steal it. Chances are, ask the elder. "

"Are you trying to kill me?" Will Miller listened, his back cold.