Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 420

Chapter 420 The Secret

“We get it. You’re a big girl now and you think you know better,” Master Crayson pointed out in resignation. He stood up and began to head out of the private dining room. “I need to use the restroom.”

None of them had had a toilet break since arriving at the train station, so Veronica believed him and did not dwell too much on this.

Leaving the private room, he walked down the hallway and immediately spotted Matthew in the distance. The young man was leaning against the steel banisters while smoking, looking deep in thought.

When Matthew noticed Master Crayson approaching, he straightened up and snuffed out his cigarette. “Master Crayson, what are you doing out here?” His usual icy demeanor was nowhere to be seen whenever he was around Veronica’s family; he more often than not showed them his utmost respect.

Master Crayson gave him a brief look. Then, leaning against the banister, he pulled out his cigarette holder, then produced a small pouch and pinched some rolling tobacco. With precision, he put the tobacco into the cigarette holder and reached for his lighter.

At once, Matthew quickly offered to light up the end of his cigarette holder for him.

The amount of respect he showed for the older man was proof of how much Veronica meant to him. Why else would a man of his stature offer to light up a cigarette for someone like Master Crayson, who came from neither power nor money?

Stunned, Master Crayson glanced at Matthew in mild interest, then puffed on his cigarette for a while. He blew smoke out of his nostrils as he sighed deeply. “You know, Veronica is a simple girl from an even simpler background. I just don’t see how she’s going to fit in with the rest of your family. Much as we’d like to think we’re better than all the talk of status, it won’t change the fact that Veronica will not be happy marrying someone out of her league.”

Matthew lit up another cigarette for himself and took a drag of it. After a second of silence, he nodded and said, “You make a fine point, Master Crayson.”

“If you truly think that way, then why don’t you stay away from Veronica for her own good?”

“Well, we can’t just assume that our relationship will fail because of our difference in status,” Matthew countered with a smile. “What if I were to give up my money and status and be an average joe? Would that make you change your mind, Master Crayson?”

“Give up your status?” The old man frowned and tipped his head to the side to assess Matthew, looking deep in thought. However, there was no telling if he was thinking about how truthful or practical Matthew’s suggestion was. A moment later, he snorted and said, “Bah! You’re the successor to the Kingses’ fortune. Why would you give that up? You youngsters are always so fickle and immature, it’s hard to watch.”

“You don’t believe me, Master Crayson? You can always ask around and I guarantee everyone will tell you how I’m a man of my word,” Matthew said playfully. He reckoned that the only person who could make him go back on his word was Veronica.

“I don’t have time to play detective,” Master Crayson snapped. “All in all, there’s no getting me to trust men like you who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths.”

“Is this really a matter of trust or does it have something to do with Roni’s identity?” Matthew looked up and fixed his sharp gaze on Master Crayson. There was a dark gleam in his eyes this time and some of the respect in his tone was noticeably replaced by an accusatory edge.

Master Crayson’s fingers tightened on the cigarette holder and he lowered his gaze as he searched his mind for an answer. Not wanting to give anything away, he looked Matthew square in the eye and asked, “What do you mean?”

“What do you think?” A smirk curled on Matthew’s lips as he added, “Look, I don’t know who you are and I don’t care about Veronica’s background. She’s the woman I want to marry and nothing will change that.”

This time, he did not sound like he was asking for permission; he was merely making a statement and it was a bold one that made his intentions of marrying Veronica loud and clear.

Master Crayson’s eyes narrowed slightly as he eyed Matthew inquisitively. “When did you find out?”

He should not be surprised that Matthew uncovered the secret behind Veronica’s identity. After all, Matthew was a rare talent and a business prodigy in Bloomstead. His razor-sharp wit and his ruthlessness were unmatched in the industry despite his young age.