Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 474

Chapter 474 Veronica Is At Her Wits’ End

As doubts grew in his mind, he turned into the unit building. He took the elevator up to Veronica’s apartment and knocked on the door. Finding out where she lived was an easy task. Conrad rapped on the door with growing impatience.

“Who is it?” Veronica’s muffled voice came from inside the apartment before she opened the door. There wasn’t the slightest hint of surprise on her face when she saw him standing in the doorway. “Is something up?” asked Veronica.

She thought, Today’s been a lively day. Everyone’s coming over to join in on the fun. “I—“

Whatever he was about to say was interrupted by a blaring ringtone. However, it wasn’t his phone, as he didn’t recognize the ringtone.

“I have to take this,” muttered Veronica. Sean’s name flashed on the screen and she couldn’t help but frown slightly. As she ruminated on Matthew’s words, she could guess why he was calling.

She silently cursed at Matthew in her heart. Afterward, she walked toward the living room and answered the call. “Mr. Ludwig?”

Sean’s voice on the other end sounded flustered. “Veronica, what the hell did you do to piss Matthew off? He told me to terminate our partnership. Did the two of you fight or something?”

Sean felt that he was in a bind. He was fully aware that his small media company was incapable of competing with Matthew.

Matthew’s words carried the weight of the imperial decree. Sean had no choice but to swallow his pride and accept his marching orders as he was in no position to disobey Matthew. Unless … he was willing to burn all bridges with Matthew.

Veronica bit her lips as she tugged at her hair in annoyance. Eventually, she muttered, “It’s nothing. I’ll head to the office tomorrow and officially terminate our partnership.”

She’d been around Matthew long enough and knew him far too well by now. He wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer.

Sean’s Starshine Media Agency simply could not withstand the retaliation Matthew would unleash. If Sean refused to roll over, Matthew would utterly destroy his company.

Veronica didn’t want her troubles to bother anyone else.

“That’s too bad … I do admire your talent. Maybe you should talk to Elizabeth Hutchinson. You are her god-granddaughter, after all. I don’t think she’ll turn you away if you need help.”

Sean was trying his best to come up with a plan for her.

However, Veronica couldn’t stomach the idea of begging for help again and again. She wouldn’t do it; her pride couldn’t handle such a thing. “That’s all right. I appreciate your concern. Thank you for taking such good care of me at Starshine. I promise I’ll buy you dinner someday.”

“I … I look forward to that.”

Sean had wanted to give a few parting words of advice. Nonetheless, he sensed Veronica was not in a good mood, so he chose to say nothing in the end.

After she hung up the phone, she lounged on the couch. She looked up at Conrad as he had invited himself in, and she all but growled, “Well, say whatever it is you have to say.”

Conrad was making a statement that he wasn’t here to hurt her by leaving her door wide open. He pointed at the couch. “Can I sit down? I just want to chat.”

Veronica waved her hand indifferently. “Suit yourself.”

Matthew’s actions had truly hit her where it hurt, and she could feel the utter disappointment and despair welling up within her.

The happy times they had spent together played in her mind like a movie. She had once thought that meeting Matthew was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

She knew better now. The love that Matthew could give to Sasha was indeed something that made everyone envious, and she was not an exception to that rule.

He would end Veronica’s career just because she had slapped Sasha.

Veronica was once again grateful that she hadn’t revealed her stake in Vincere Games. She had inadvertently given herself a lifeline.

She could take comfort in the fact that the company had a stable income and was diversifying into other ideas. At the very least, she didn’t have to worry about being strapped for cash for the time being.