Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 1867

Zoila's company was currently in a crisis.

And she didn't have a good relationship with herself.

If Zoila wanted Marriott International to help her company, shouldn't her grandmother's life be the most advantageous for her?

Henry knocked lightly on the window with his fingers.

Monique said that she had walked to her grandmother's side and had just reached out to help her.

Zoila was talking to her.

But before she could finish her sentence, Zoila suddenly lowered her voice.

Monique couldn't hear her clearly, so he could only lean forward, trying to get closer to Zoila and hear her clearly.

Unexpectedly, Zoila tilted her body and fell down the stairs.

Before Monique could react, he pulled Zoila.

She saw that her grandmother had also been taken away.

Monique let out a cry of surprise when he saw Zoila and her grandmother rolling down one after another.

Monique was dumbfounded when she saw her grandmother falling to the ground with a head full of blood.

Henry thought of how Monique talked to him about this, and he was lost in thought.

Monique had been blaming herself these days.

If she could react faster, if she was more careful.

Maybe Grandma wouldn't...

In the past few days, Monique cried when she was sleeping.

It could be seen that she was really blaming herself.

Although Henry had said that it had nothing to do with her many times.

Monique was still unhappy.

"Henry, she asked me to invite you. It's time for us to set off."

The butler's voice sounded outside the door.

Today was the day her grandmother was cremated.

They have to go to the graveyard after they get the ashes. It's time to set off earlier.

After sending off the guests, only the relatives of the Moore family, the Su father and son, and the Gu mother and son were left.

There were too many people in the old house these days.

In the car back to the Moore family's old house, Zoila raised her wrist to look at the time again.

Zoila's action attracted Henry's attention.

"Are you in a hurry?" Henry's tone was full of sarcasm.

Today was her grandmother's burial day. What was more important than this?

"...Henry, Grandma is gone. Are you not going to recognize me as your aunt now?"

Zoila didn't want Henry to see her anxiety. Instead, she blamed Henry for not even calling her by her name.

Henry's eyes darkened.

If his grandmother's death really had something to do with Zoila, he would not only refuse her as his aunt.

Henry stared at Zoila with a sneer.

Zoila stopped looking at Henry opposite her because of her guilty conscience.

Her phone vibrated and she looked down.

It was another message from the secretary.

“If we cannot get the money, the other party's company might sue us.”