The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day

Chapter 757: Pigsty

"Summer?" Carter’s ears suddenly seemed to work again. He looked at the agent with sparkling eyes and asked, "Is her name Summer? Do you know her?"

The agent looked at Carter inexplicably, shook his head and said, "I don’t know her, but she is the spokesperson for the Knight Group’s Midnight Coffee House. We are under the Knight Group, so we know a bit about her."

Carter sat up straight, temporarily set aside his phone, and asked with high interest, "What else do you know about her?"

The agent didn’t think much and answered honestly, "I also know that the head of Knight Entertainment wants to bring her into the company."

"And then?"

"Then Young Master Knight rejected it. I don’t know the specific reason." The agent said, suddenly slapping his forehead, "The script I gave you, the director is Simon Sutton, and he also wants Summer to be the female lead. But it seems like Summer refused. Maybe she doesn’t have any interest in developing in the entertainment circle."

"Where’s the script?!"

The agent was taken aback and asked, "You’re willing to read the script now?"

Carter nodded repeatedly, "Willing! Of course I’m willing! I’m even willing to help Director Sutton persuade Summer to be the female lead. With her face, which is naturally suited for the big screen, this movie is bound to be a hit! Give me the script first, so I can study it thoroughly."

Puzzled, the agent handed over the script, only to see Carter really grabbing the script and starting to read it carefully.

She didn’t understand why Carter suddenly began to take initiative, but taking initiative is a good thing. As long as he’s willing to work hard, no matter the reason.

...

Night fell quickly, and Henry Stanton finally returned to the Stanton Estate.

He rubbed his sore backside, then with a solemn expression, carried the old lady’s ashes out of the car.

"Notify everyone," Henry instructed his men, "The day after tomorrow is the old lady’s funeral. Invite every villager to attend."

"Yes!"

His men responded quickly and went to handle it.

Henry closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh air from the mountain.

Life is better in the mountains; the air quality is infinitely better than in Crestfall.

Only then did Henry raise his eyes and see Stella Monroe being helped out of the car by two bodyguards.

Stella, after crying and making a fuss along the way, was now utterly exhausted, almost unable to stand.

As soon as Henry saw Stella, his face turned dark.

"Bitch!" He grit his teeth fiercely, and instructed the bodyguards, "Throw her into the pigsty, and keep a close watch on her. Don’t let her climb out!"

"Yes!" The bodyguards responded and dragged Stella towards the pigsty.

Stella’s eyes suddenly widened, and she shouted hoarsely, "No! I’m not going! Let me go, let me go! You know this is illegal, don’t you?!!"

"Heh." Henry sneered coldly, "This isn’t Crestfall. Talking law with me here, are you joking? What are you standing around for? Throw her in!"

"Yes!"

The bodyguards ignored Stella’s desperate struggles, and with a "bang," threw her into the dirty and foul-smelling pigsty, where mosquitoes, rats, and cockroaches were swarming together.

"Ah——" Stella screamed in despair.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, a fly flew into it.

"Ugh——" She immediately started vomiting violently.

Seeing Stella like this, Henry’s troubled feelings finally eased somewhat.

In this place, there’s no need to adhere to monogamous marriage; money is the law.

After the old lady’s funeral, he could marry as many women as he wanted, and have as many children as he wished.

As for Stella... let her stay in the pigsty!