The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day Chapter 791: Disciple’s Disciple

Upon hearing this, Damian Knight was left completely speechless.

He had never seen anyone like Henry Stanton; the matter of murder seed less important to him than whether or not he had been cuckolded.

"Since he’s so eager to know, Sadie, just tell him."

Sumr Monroe shot a cold glance at Henry Stanton and said, "To tell you the truth, my mother was never touched by you. She never had you in her heart. Marrying you was just a makeshift plan. She didn’t expect it to be like inviting a wolf into the house, leading herself to mortal danger."

Henry Stanton’s face turned green, and he shouted, "Impossible! That’s impossible! On the wedding night, I clearly already..."

Halfway through his words, Henry Stanton suddenly fell silent.

He suddenly rembered he and Luna Monroe had only been together once, on their wedding night.

That day, he drank too much and couldn’t rember anything after entering the bridal chamber, only recalling seeing a stain of red on the sheets the next morning.

At the ti, he didn’t think much of it, assuming he had drunk to the point of blackout, and that Luna Monroe was already his.

But now, recalling those details, the more he thought about it, the more sothing felt off.

Not to ntion Luna Monroe had always been cold towards him, what normal couple shares intimacy only once?

So it turns out... Sumr really wasn’t his child; he’d been raising another man’s kid all along!

Raging fury surged like a tidal wave, Henry Stanton’s eyes reddened as he shouted, "I’ll kill you! Kill you!"

"You’re mistaken." Sumr Monroe approached Henry Stanton, her voice icy. "Right now, you’re the fish on the chopping board, and I’m the knife. It’s no longer the ti for you to do as you please, Henry Stanton. Tell , how should I deal with you? Should I chop off your feet first, or your hands? Let think, which hand did you use to push my mom..."

"No, no..." Henry Stanton finally realized fear, yelling in terror, "Killing is against the law! You can’t touch in broad daylight!"

Sumr Monroe slapped Henry Stanton hard across the face.

She then wiped her hands, as if removing so disgusting residue, and said, "Don’t worry, just like how you dealt with Stella Monroe, I won’t let you die so easily. It’s not that simple. Let’s settle each score one by one, starting with the villagers’ debt..."

Sumr Monroe straightened up, turned to Damian Knight, and said, "The materials I prepared, they’ve been released now."

"Good, I’ll contact the court..."

As Damian Knight spoke, he suddenly rembered soone and reminded Sumr Monroe, "Sadie, if you’re taking the legal route first, it’s best to contact your disciple."

"Disciple?" Sumr Monroe was montarily taken aback, then asked, "You an Irving? That chess-obsessed old man’s apprentice?"

"Yes. Mr. Irving has been promoted again these past two months, and his status in the supre court is likely higher and more influential than anyone I know."

"Then I’ll contact him now. I wonder if he’ll be willing to handle my troubles," Sumr Monroe muttered, dialing the number for "Irving."

The call connected instantly, and after stating her intentions, Sumr Monroe worried that if Irving was indeed as formidable as Damian Knight said, he might not want to be bothered with her trivial matters.

To her surprise, Irving’s excited voice ca through the line: "Yes, Grandmaster! Your matters are my matters, I’ll do it no matter what! Send the well-organized materials, I’ll make sure he gets eight hundred years!"

"...Uh."

This reaction was completely unexpected, it seed Irving really was a complete chess fanatic.