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The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 636: Calling the Police
Willow Grant’s expression slightly changed, and she asked in disbelief, "Damian Knight’s subordinate? You’re lying, right?"
Even if Damian Knight wanted to find someone to accompany Summer Monroe, he wouldn’t choose a child of fifteen or sixteen.
Summer Monroe must be bluffing.
The two girls who had fallen hard wore angry expressions, yet the other party’s sturdy physique and apparent skills made them too afraid to retaliate, so they simply said to Willow Grant, "Willow, she’s definitely lying! She was kicked out by the Stanton Family, why would Young Master Knight still bother with her? Let’s call the police!"
Willow Grant had been a bit worried that this kid was indeed with Damian Knight, but, after being urged by the two girls, she also became resolute.
With such a good chance to drive Summer Monroe out of Crestfall University, she couldn’t let it slip away.
Willow Grant didn’t hesitate any longer and directly took out her phone to call the police.
Bella, seeing the other party really planning to call the police, deeply aware that she had truly caused trouble for Summer Monroe, hurriedly apologized, "I’m sorry, ladies, I was reckless just now. You can call the police; this has nothing to do with Miss Monroe. I’ll take full responsibility!" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
"Did you hear that?" the tall girl said to Willow Grant, "Once we call the police, he gets scared. He’s indeed not one of Young Master Knight’s people."
Willow Grant was completely relieved and looked at Summer Monroe, saying, "Summer, you instigated this child to fight, you can’t escape this matter either."
"Yes." Summer Monroe nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, no one can escape it."
Her beautiful eyes were as calm as a windless lake, startling Willow Grant.
She didn’t understand why Summer Monroe remained so composed, and it unsettled her.
"You..."
Willow Grant just opened her mouth when Summer Monroe directly interrupted her, "Then you all wait here for the police to come. I’ll take the child across to buy a cup of milk tea, and we’ll wait together."
Saying this, she took Bella’s hand and started walking across the street.
"Stop!" the tall girl shouted to Summer Monroe, "You’re trying to run, aren’t you? You’re not allowed to go!"
"Don’t worry," Summer Monroe said coolly, "You know who I am; even if I wanted to run, I couldn’t."
The tall girl thought about it and realized it made sense, so she let Summer Monroe leave.
However, as she turned her head, she saw that Willow Grant’s expression was off.
She asked puzzled, "Willow, what’s wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?"
Willow Grant bit her lip and said, "I don’t think it’s right... maybe we shouldn’t have called the police."
The two girls asked, even more puzzled, "Why not?"
Willow Grant frowned, "Just a hunch. I should call them and tell them not to come."
"No way," the two girls hastily stopped Willow Grant, "There are surveillance cameras at the school gate, they made a move, they definitely can’t get away! This incident is different from Rachel Ross’s, Summer Monroe is no longer viewed as a hero acting bravely."
Willow Grant’s heart wavered once more.
The girl continued, "If we cancel now, maybe they’ll say we made a false report, and it won’t be good for us if we’re taken in."
Hearing this, Willow Grant gritted her teeth and decisively said, "Fine, then we’ll wait for the police to arrive!"
No matter what, it’s an unarguable fact that Summer Monroe instigated the fight; she wasn’t framing Summer!
If that kid really is Damian Knight’s person, then let Damian Knight see what kind of person Summer Monroe truly is.
Willow Grant clenched the hem of her skirt tightly, her sweet face darkening with a flickering shadow.
She looked over and indeed saw Summer Monroe taking the kid into the milk tea shop across the street.
The other two girls saw it too.
The tall girl sneered and said, "At this critical moment, she’s still in the mood to buy milk tea? Must be a bluff, acting calm on the surface, but scared to death inside, right?"







