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The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day

Chapter 361: Pinnacle of Life

Author: Mucha
updatedAt: 2026-01-20

CHAPTER 361: CHAPTER 361: PINNACLE OF LIFE

"Willow Grant..." The principal had heard this name before, the top high school graduate in Meridia, Crestfall’s top recruit this year.

He paused for two seconds, then said, "But a fresh graduate going to your preparatory class, it depends on whether she agrees."

Mio Osborne spoke up, "I’ll personally go and find her later, so you don’t need to worry about that."

"Alright!" The principal readily agreed, "Then it’s settled. I pick one, and you pick one, that’s fair."

Mio Osborne realized that he and the principal were not on the same page at all, so he simply got up to leave: "Well, I’m off, you get busy."

"You get busy, you get busy, I’ll see you off..."

"No need." Mio Osborne directly refused, striding out of the principal’s office.

The principal let out a long breath, sitting back in his office chair tiredly.

Being a principal is really exhausting, if it weren’t for a bunch of old professors below him urging him to build a new lab building, and the insufficient funding from the Ministry of Education, he wouldn’t have wanted to ruin Mio Osborne’s reputation.

After all, Mio Osborne is Crestfall University’s new star.

Just hoping that the kid introduced by Damian Knight can survive the first monthly exam.

God bless, God bless...

Stanton Manor.

Summer Monroe, helped by the sleep aid, rarel,y slept late, but was woken up by a hurried knocking at her door while she was sleeping soundly.

"Who is it?" Summer Monroe sat up, supporting herself.

Henry Stanton’s voice came through the door, "Sadie, not up yet?"

Summer Monroe pinched the bridge of her nose, forcing herself to wake up, then answered, "I’m awake, Dad, what’s up?"

Henry Stanton said joyfully, "Hurry up and get out of bed, I have great news to tell you!"

By this time, Summer Monroe was fully awake, and after giving a quick "Okay," she got up and washed up promptly.

She was curious, what could be the good news at this critical moment?

As soon as Summer Monroe came downstairs, she saw Henry Stanton approaching her with a smile. He didn’t keep her guessing, and got straight to the point: "Sadie, Young Master Knight helped you apply for the preparatory class at Crestfall University. After lunch, you should go and register."

Summer Monroe raised her eyelids, so it was about this...

Anyway, progress was slow on Dottie’s side, so she could use this time to go to Crestfall University and find clues about the mysterious person who might be her biological father mentioned in her mom’s notebook, and see if she could remember anything.

She nodded and smiled, "I got it, I’ll prepare my school stuff in a bit."

"What do you know?" Henry Stanton said with exasperation, giving her a stern look, "The most important thing now is to quickly call my son-in-law to thank him!"

"Okay." Summer Monroe nodded, and under Henry Stanton’s urging, dialed Damian Knight’s number.

But after a few rings, a mechanical female voice came from the other end — the call was directly hung up.

Summer Monroe’s expression slightly stiffened; if she remembered correctly, this was the first time Damian Knight hung up on her.

Henry Stanton, however, didn’t mind and said, "He’s probably busy now, don’t forget to call him back later. I also need to head to the company to check on the construction site of the new building. Oh, by the way..."

Henry Stanton remembered about the university and reminded her: "When you get to the school, just go directly to the principal’s office and say you were introduced by my son-in-law. Also, you must adhere to the school rules and regulations; this is an opportunity your son-in-law got for you, don’t waste it. As for studying, your foundation is weak, so if you can’t keep up, ask your son-in-law for help and take this chance to also develop your relationship, got it?"

Henry Stanton’s nagging demeanor was just like a sixty-year-old nagging mother.

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