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Chapter 200 You’re Losing Your Eldest Bro Soon

Seeing that she was about to leave, Matthew grabbed her hand. “If you don’t believe me, I can bring you for a checkup with a doctor.”

Veronica turned back and glared at him, her eyes filled with rage as she shouted angrily, “Do you think I’ll believe you? Who are you? You’re the executive president of Spinfluence Group with a massive influence. Forget a town like Bloomstead—your influence covers just about any place within the country. Who wouldn’t listen to you? As a capitalist, have you done any less of these things?”

Her words got him dumbfounded. This was similar to the story of the boy who cried wolf; the marginal utility effect had made it difficult for her to have any trust in him anymore.

After that, she struggled, but he didn’t release her, and it made her even more enraged. “Let go of me!”

In that moment, a sense of helplessness surged up in his chest because he could clearly feel her anger.

Of course she was hopping mad as she had misunderstood him, thinking that he had despicably drugged her and violated her while she was unconscious. To that, nothing he said could clear the situation.

Jerking away his hand, she snorted and left.

When she was outside of the living room, she slammed the glass door with her might, and maybe because she had used too much force, the tempered glass door broke with a loud crash as the glass shattered to pieces on the floor.

Then, without even turning back, she got into the elevator and went downstairs.

Ruffling his hair in frustration, Matthew lowered his head, glanced at the sleeping pills in his hand, and threw them straight into the bin!

Ring, ring…

Just as he was immersed in his anger, his cell phone started ringing in his pocket. Taking it out, he saw Skylar’s name flashing on the screen, and he picked up the call, saying, “Speak.”

“Matt, it’s been a while since we worked out. Caleb suggested we go to the taekwondo gym today. Are you free?”

Skylar and the others had also seen what happened at the wedding yesterday, but they only knew about the first half of the video. As for the case of Tiffany being assaulted, only Matthew, Veronica, and Xavier knew about it.

he would be in low spirits because of what happened yesterday, so they came up with the idea to ask him

usual place at 10.00AM.” Matthew agreed

…

from her previous experience in house rental, she was worried about the uncertainty

place for now and lay on the bed as her mind was filled with Matthew’s damned face, and the more she thought about it, the angrier

went downstairs for breakfast, bought two bottles of wine, and started drinking alone

said, it wasn’t the alcohol which was intoxicating, but the heart; she had only drank a little when she fell asleep

a private taekwondo gym in Bloomstead, and the moment he went upstairs, he saw his friends in the

him with a broad smile on his face. “Matt, you sure arrived on time. Previously, you didn’t want to get married to Tiffany, so do you feel relieved now that your marriage with her is

sleeveless shirt with gym trousers and holding two

in agreement, Miguel said, “There are two sides to

“Ahem!”

“Ahem, ahem!”

had just started his sentence when Skylar and Caleb started coughing, hinting

things that happened between Matthew and Veronica before, so he asked, “What do you guys mean? Did she escape?

he had returned rather late, and there were many things which the others

him. Maybe it

women.” As Matthew left for the changing room,

eldest, Matthew preferred to call him by his nickname

The ignorant Miguel stood up and went to

their private gym with a dedicated changing room, and clothes were already prepared for

in the lobby, Caleb shook his head while Skylar muttered, “Tsk, tsk. Caleb, do you think we should book a coffin in advance

of survival,” Caleb teased as he took out a cigarette from its box and started to smoke

outfits, head protector, and taekwondo gloves. The two spectators beneath the ring, Caleb and Skylar, had a plate

by Matthew in the ring, and he held his bleeding