But they really have gone too far in humiliating me, thought Veronica.
“He’s not at home. Come back later.” Rachel closed the gate right away, not wanting to waste her breath talking to Veronica.
However, Veronica seemed to have predicted that Rachel would do so; she pushed the gate open and went inside before Rachel could close it.
Rachel flew into a rage. “What are you doing, Veronica? Get out at once!”
“Who is it, Mom?” Tiffany happened to come downstairs. Upon seeing Veronica, she couldn’t help feeling annoyed. “What are you doing here, Veronica? This is my home!”
They’re my closest kin, yet they loathe me so much, thought Veronica. Her heart twinged, but she looked calm and unperturbed. “Nothing. I just want to get my compensation for saving Young Master Matthew.”
Her words were met with Rachel’s ridicule. “What does that have to do with you? Tiffy’s the one who saved him.” The one sitting before Rachel was also her biological daughter; but Rachel, who lived in the lap of luxury, disliked Veronica, who was from the depths of the country. She couldn’t help feeling that this country girl was rude, unreasonable, uncouth, and unpresentable. If the outsiders learn about Veronica’s existence, it might ruin Tiffy’s and my perfect image in the eyes of the public.
Veronica looked sidelong at Rachel before turning to look at Tiffany with a laugh. “You two have proved yourself to be mother and daughter. Both of you can lie without turning a hair. You two are really as bold as brass, I’m afraid.”
“Shut the f*ck up, Veronica!” Tiffany chided. As she really didn’t want to see Veronica, she said to Rachel, “Mom, she’s here for money. Just give her 50,000 and tell her to get out as soon as possible.”
“Yeah, you’re right, Tiffy.” Rachel nodded. “I’ll go upstairs and get her the cash right away.”
However, Veronica said shockingly, “Since the Larsons have lots of money, give me the 100 million that I deserve for saving Young Master Matthew’s life so that we won’t owe each other anything anymore.”
“Don’t be too insatiable, Veronica!” Tiffany glared at her. “We’ll only give you 100,000 at most.”
“We’ll give you 100,000, but you have to leave Bloomstead at once after getting the money. As for the Kingses, they’ll only acknowledge Tiffy as the one who saved Young Master Matthew’s life. Moreover, you said you saved his life, but do you have any evidence of that?” Rachel asked.
“You think I’ll have no way to prove it after you all deleted the footage and stole the ring, huh? Don’t forget it was recorded on the food delivery app that I had ridden past the intersection that day.” Veronica flashed the cell phone in her hand. Then, she continued, “Well, the food delivery record can’t prove 100-percent that it was me who saved Matthew’s life, but Tiffany didn’t even receive a food delivery order that day. Wouldn’t Matthew get suspicious? Anyway, rather than getting myself in trouble without getting the reward from him, I’d prefer to grant Tiffany’s wish.”
In reality, Veronica didn’t deliver the takeout to the customer that day, so she couldn’t prove that she had passed through the road. This was also why she didn’t speak out and refute Tiffany when the latter lied in front of Matthew. In other words, the food delivery app wasn’t sufficient as evidence, but it could be used to ‘scare’ the Larsons, who had a guilty conscience.
“How dare you!” Tiffany didn’t expect Veronica to have a card up her sleeve. Fearing that Veronica might expose her lies in front of Matthew, she asked, “How much do you want?”
The mother and daughter couldn’t bow to Veronica’s threats, of course. How dare someone from the depths of the country demand such an exorbitant price?
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