Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 535

Chapter 535 Yvie, You’re Not a Good Girl Anymore

“What about you?” Crayson asked while putting the cup of tea in front of Veronica. “Me?” Veronica smiled brightly before turning to glance at Matthew. Resting her head on his shoulder, she held his arm, saying, “I want to be with Matt, of course. You can’t stop us this time, Master Crayson. You know how much he’s done for me in Castron this time.

I’m touched, and I’m also grateful for that.” As she spoke, she patted his knee and took his left hand before entwining her fingers with his. “So, I want to swear to you that I’ll marry no one else but him.” That was right; she’d marry no one else but Matthew. As long as she was still able to remain unscathed in the end, she’d definitely go to him and ask him to marry her.

Matthew looked as usual when Veronica’s words reached his ears, but the look in his obsidian-like eyes was unfathomable. Turning his head slightly, he fixed her with a meaningful and probing look.

Sitting across from them, Crayson drank his tea without looking up. Then, he heaved a long sigh. “Sigh, there’s nothing I can do about the affairs of young people like you. I’m too old for that.” After a long while, he nodded. “Okay, I’ll discuss it with your parents later.”

“Alright, but you have to put in some good words for me in front of my parents. Otherwise, I’ll quit being your apprentice,” Veronica said like a spoiled child.

Amused by her adorable and witty demeanor, Crayson smiled from ear to ear while stretching out his hand to poke her forehead. “Look at that happy-go-lucky manner of yours! I wonder what Matthew likes about you.”

Veronica bragged cheekily, “He likes me because I’m good-looking, of course. I look cute and attractive. What a sweetheart I am!”

Matthew went along with her. “Uh-huh. Roni is the prettiest woman ever.”

Veronica laughed smugly. After a long time, she came to the point, asking, “Let’s cut to the chase, Master Crayson. If I’m right, Floch and Rachel were supposed to take orders from you in the past. Have they gone rogue now?” If it hadn’t been the case, Crayson wouldn’t have warned her to stay away from the couple in Castron a few days ago.

At the mention of this, Crayson paused for a moment. After taking a sip of his tea, he plonked the teacup on the table to vent his resentment. “Sigh… Let’s not talk about the couple. Just be careful of them.”

As it turned out, Floch and Rachel used to address him as “Mr. Crayson” and took orders from him. However, several months ago, the mystery man behind the scenes contacted Floch and sent the couple a video, causing them to turn traitor instantly. The video was about how the child born to the couple was raised by the hidden clan before dying in an accident. Fearing that Floch and Rachel would be devastated by the death of their child, the hidden clan had kept it a secret, not daring to tell the couple about it.

When the mystery man behind the scenes found out about Tiffany and Veronica, he first devised a plan to kill Tiffany. However, after learning of Floch and Rachel’s biological child, he changed his plan at the last minute, deciding to take Tiffany back to Castron and use her to his advantage. In the meantime, he had several psychiatrists brainwash the couple, eventually beguiling them into submitting to him.

Naturally, Crayson was furious at the couple’s treachery, but he also sympathized with them for their loss.

“I got it.” Understanding what Crayson meant, Veronica stopped fretting about it. She asked, “When should I return to the hidden clan, then? What is my purpose in doing so?”

“The original plan is that you have to return to the hidden clan in a year. But now that the situation has gotten out of control, you have to return to the hidden clan within half a year.”

She asked, “In that case, won’t they do anything to me while I’m in Bloomstead?” Since those people wanted to make Tiffany their puppet, they’d certainly hope that she’d become the real heir to the hidden clan. On the other hand, Veronica was an unnecessary hindrance that had to be gotten rid of.