The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 669

Chapter 669

Before Baillie could react, Paige was already squatting in front of the tombstone, "Dad, here are photos of five new homes for you! Take a look and tell me which one you like, and I'll draw it out from the stack! Just help me pick the right one!"

Baillie's choice of burial spot must be the best.

Paige knew whichever her dad chose, it would be good.

So Paige opened up a lot-drawing app.

Baillie was surprised, "There's an app for that?"

"Cory made it," Paige replied. "Whenever we arque about something and can't come to a decision, we do a group draw."

After she said that, she looked at the tombstone, "Dad, I'll give you another five seconds to make up your mind."

Baillie was amused by Paige's adorable actions!

In the end, the draw result was No.1.

Paige checked the description, "Dad, you've got great taste!"

Paige gave a thumbs up, then turned to Baillie, waving her phone. "My dad picked the first one!"

"I'll have someone arrange it immediately." Baillie reached out his hand, and Paige naturally handed the phone to him, then waved to the tombstone, "Dad, we're going to take care of the moving first. You say goodbye to the neighbors, and we'll pick a good day to come and move you!"

Once they've moved, the Sutton family wouldn't bother them anymore.

With that thought in mind, Paige left with Baillie.

Arriving at the cemetery's plaza, Paige spotted police cars in the distance.

She instantly grew serious.

"It's him!"

Grant saw them from afar and pointed at Baillie yelling.

“Baillie... Paige looked worriedly at him.

"Don't worry," Baillie smiled at her.

Paige glanced around. Logan and Grayson Sutton had disappeared.

"Officer, it's him! He broke my son's hand!" Grant pointed at Baillie, then at Paige, "And she's his accomplice!"

Peyton, who followed behind Grant, looked up in shock, "Honey! How could you say Paige is an accomplice? She's a victim too!"

Grant pretended not to hear.

"Arrest them, now!"

"What's going on? Did you really break his hand?" A police officer asked Baillie seriously.

"Yep," Baillie nodded, "When we went up earlier, we ran into these people on our way. They started insulting my wife, who just wanted to leave, but that gentleman suddenly attacked. I instinctively blocked it, and his hand just snapped like that. There are several security cameras over there that caught it, if you'd like to check."

Compared to the raging and crazy-looking Grant, Baillie was rational and well-spoken.

Relatively speaking, Baillie seemed more credible.

"Officer, this is my daughter. We're family. You can arrest him, but my daughter is innocent. She's been deceived by him!" Peyton cried her eyes out.

"Shut up!" Grant yelled at Peyton.

Peyton flinched in fear.

When she looked at Paige again, her eyes were pleading.

Pleading for what?

Paige didn't understand.

At this point, what else could she possibly have to plead for?

Push Baillie out to appease Grant? Does he even deserve that?

"You think you're the only one who knows about checking the footage? The moment we got down, we contacted the cemetery, and they said those cameras were broken! But my son's already done a medical examination, and they'll definitely be able to replace your fingerprints on his wrist! As the attacker, you won't get away with it!!

"Cameras are broken?"

Baillie chuckled like he just heard a big joke.

Seeing Baillie laugh, Grant assumed the young man was finally panicking.