The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day

Chapter 891: Saved

"You—"

"Don’t ’you’ me. If you think I knew the exam answers ahead of time, then go investigate. Find any evidence and I’ll admit defeat. But mark my words, if you spread rumors without proof, then... don’t blame me for seeking legal action. I’ve been to court once before, wouldn’t mind going again."

"Are you threatening me?"

"The upright aren’t afraid of shadows being crooked; if you’re scared, it shows you’re guilty, right?"

Willow Grant ground her molars forcefully, coldly throwing out harsh words.

"Fine! You better hope I don’t find out that you knew all the answers beforehand for this exam!"

Willow said this and turned to run out of the classroom.

She needed to find Mio Osborne. The papers were kept by him; she’d understand if Summer Monroe had any chance by asking him.

Once Willow left, the atmosphere in the class relaxed.

Willow’s straightforward deskmate was the first to speak: "Boss, don’t mind Willow Grant; she’s purely envious."

Summer Monroe shook her head and said, "If she doesn’t bring it up now, others will find it strange later. Better to let her investigate thoroughly now and avoid future trouble."

"Future?" The straightforward deskmate scratched his head in confusion: "What trouble in the future?"

Summer Monroe gave a faint smile and said, "You’ll understand on Monday."

She had diligently completed every problem on the exam this time.

If the score is too high, naturally some will question it.

It’s good that Willow Grant is checking now.

The straightforward deskmate nodded, semi-understanding: "Then boss, see you Monday."

"See you Monday."

Summer waved goodbye to other classmates, then walked over to the guilt-ridden Holly Holloway, eagerly taking her hand and saying, "Alright, it’s fine now, let’s go, I’ll treat you to dinner."

"No..." Holly shook her head, saying: "I should be the one treating you. If it weren’t for you predicting the exam questions, Willow wouldn’t have slandered you like that."

"It’s not that." Summer said seriously, "Believe me, even without predicting the questions, Willow would still end up suspecting me. The biggest talent of incapable people is doubting the capable ones. So... don’t overthink it, come on, what do you want to eat? How about barbecue? I haven’t had barbecue in ages."

Upon hearing Summer say this, Holly felt slightly relieved.

She nodded, promptly booking a popular Japanese barbecue restaurant.

After sending a text to Damian Knight, Summer followed Holly to the barbecue restaurant.

Meanwhile.

The atmosphere in the Knight Group’s top-floor meeting room was tense.

The reason was none other than a newly taken project encountering problems, specifically issues with management control.

This matter was originally delegated by Assistant Shelton on behalf of Damian Knight. But because Assistant Shelton had been preoccupied investigating wedding matters, he had handed the work over to the secretarial department.

The secretarial department didn’t arrange things properly, yet Assistant Shelton couldn’t entirely escape blame.

Assistant Shelton was trembling fearfully, clutching his little wallet, when suddenly he saw Damian Knight’s phone light up.

His sharp eyes noticed the text was from Summer Monroe.

Rescue was here!

Sure enough, the next moment, Assistant Shelton saw Damian Knight pick up his phone with a slight curl at the corner of his lips.

Assistant Shelton immediately breathed a long sigh of relief.

As long as Miss Monroe sent a message, the CEO’s mood would change.

When the CEO’s mood improved, the punishment would be lighter too.

Miss Monroe was truly his savior!

Here, Damian Knight saw the message from Summer Monroe and, regardless of still being in the meeting, directly opened the text.

After reading the message, Damian Knight’s mood instantly shifted dramatically, radiating an exceptionally cold aura.