Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294

Still, the fact that Tiffany was an innocent victim did not elicit a smidgen of sympathy in Veronica.

The long curly hair that stuck out of Tiffany‘s checkered scarf and rested on her black coat. Since one hand was in her pocket while the other hand clutched her bag, she smiled at Veronica. “It wasn‘t that difficult for me to look up where you live.”

Veronica simply nodded. “Anything?”

Tiffany raised her head and stared at the winter sky. “You think I would come for nothing? In such cold weather?”

Veronica remained silent as she was all ears.

“I heard that you‘re the one handling Jackson‘s wedding. Am I correct?” Tiffany asked.

It was not a surprise to Veronica that Tiffany had found out about it. As the woman herself had said, it was easy to know news about Veronica since Bloomstead was only of this size afterall.

“Your point?” Veronica‘s patience was wearing thin.

“I‘m here to remind you to be extra careful tomorrow.” With that being said, Tiffany shrugged her shoulders. “There, I said it.” She then walked past Veronica without a second thought.

A frowning Veronica wheeled around and questioned, “What do you mean by that?”

Tiffany‘s footsteps came to a halt and she slightly turned her head. “It‘s as I‘ve told you. If you can‘t prevent the accident from happening, I‘m afraid that you will have to close down the bridal store in Bloomstead.”

“Got it.” Veronica coolly ended the conversation despite the questions flashing across her head and one of them read, Why are you helping me?

It was obvious what kind of answer Tiffany would give. Because I‘m trying to make up for the things I‘ve done in the past.

What a joke. Nonetheless, she made it a point to stay vigilant on the wedding regardless of Tiffany‘s intentions.

The brief encounter ultimately caused a heavy burden on Veronica‘s shoulders as she even failed to catch forty winks that night.

She would usually have at least two hours of sleep before waking up at 6.00AM, but

she was awake that whole night.

The morning sun had illuminated the day, yet the winter breeze was welcoming the astir streets.

The team that was responsible for Jackson‘s wedding arrived at Elite Hotel early in the morning in order to proceed with the rigorous inspection.

Veronica thoroughly checked the technology like the live sound system and projector multiple times and drilled into her team members the need for safety precautions. Let‘s hope I won‘t get deja vu today.

If anything bad came to pass, she would have no place in Bloomstead anymore.

When the time struck nine, guests began to fill the place to the brim. Wearing a gray suit and a pair of sneakers, Veronica brought the walkie–talkie to her mouth at times to make sure everything was in order.

The wedding venue was located at the backyard of the hotel. Coating the padded artificial grass were imported fresh flowers and vibrant balloons that revived the spring amongst the winter wind.

Gazing at the oncoming guests, Veronica felt the pressure pulling her heart deeper to the pits of her stomach. It was because all of them were leading figures who possessed great power and affluence in the city.

“Hey! Anything on your mind?” Yvonne suddenly tapped Veronica‘s shoulder from behind.

A surprised Veronica turned her head instinctively before shooting glares at her friend. “Where did you come from?”