Chapter 696
"Come with me, then. It's cold outside." Crayson walked over to pull her hand and led the way downstairs.
Touching her cold hand, he blabbered on, "Look. You can't stand the cold, yet you exposed yourself to the wind on the deck. If your mother knows how naughty you are, she could nag you for the whole day."
He was naggy as before with those familiar words. Yet, her mentality had changed upon hearing that.
As an afterthought, she blurted the question in her head, "Hey, what if someone wants my life? Will you risk your life to save me?"
"Hmphl That’s pure nonsense. You're my disciple! Anyone that harms you will be a dead meat."
"If I'm not the young lord of the clan, will you still protect me?" inquired Veronica.
This time, Crayson stood still and paused for a moment before gazing back at her. While the hesitation lasted for a few seconds, his murky eyes spoke of confusion under the illuminating light. "I raised you, and you're no less from my own kid. No matter what happens, I will risk my life to save you."
When he said his answer, his eyes were overflowed with sincerity and genuine feelings that signified the weight of his words. Thus, she believed in him.
Even so, there was another question that seeped into her mind. What if that person is you or someone who belongs to the clan?
That difficult question remained unasked until the end.
Crayson released her hand. "Let's go. I'm freezing."
She trailed behind him toward the dining room downstairs at which she sat down while watching the television out of boredom since her phone and watch were confiscated.
That way, she would not be able to stay in contact with the outside world.
While Veronica was waiting for Crayson's catfish stew, she stared at the television screen while resting her elbow atop the table. Then, she turned her head to gaze at the darkness out of the window, falling deep into rumination.
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