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Chapter 303 Matthew Discovered Her Identity

This new batch of private investigators were the people whom Veronica had recruited again afterward.

They were great at fighting and their work was meticulous as well.

If it weren’t for Randall being Monica’s husband, she would not have bothered to deal with all this hassle.

Regardless, though, she intended to interrogate Randall personally to find out who was behind all this.

She drove her car directly toward the destination.

It was past midnight, the roads were empty, so she drove at a high speed. It merely took her half an hour to arrive at the destination she was headed for.

However, before Veronica had the chance to get out of her car, she received a phone call.

She had a bluetooth headset on, so she answered the phone with it. “What’s the matter?”

“It’s bad news. Someone came and broke Randall out.” The person on the other end spoke up.

Veronica was listening to the other person speak when she suddenly saw that there was a car hurtling in her direction with the headlights on full beam coming from the bend ahead.

Shocked, she instantly pulled her car over to the side of the road. She had a strong hunch that this was the car of the people who hijacked Randall.

“Is it a black car?” She looked through her rearview mirror and caught sight of the last two numbers on that car’s registration plate. “Are the last two numbers of the registration plate 73?”

“Yes. Yeah, you’re right. How did you know that?”

“I encountered the car coincidentally.”

She instantly hung up her phone and made a perfect drift as she turned her car in the opposite direction, making her way toward the car ahead. The car in front was driven at a very high speed, so Veronica drove fast too.

She continued to trail after the car ahead, and they drove along the wide motorway toward the tiny country roads before finally coming to a stop at the entrance of a mechanic shop.

Veronica had a cap on as she grabbed an electric baton and got out of the car.

a sudden click went off, and the darkened entrance lit

male attire, so she forged a deep, male voice and

been trailing us the entire way. I’m much more interested

inside, and a familiar person walked out. He was as cold and haughty as before, and he stood there arrogantly. He had both his hands tucked into the pocket of his pants and he stood straight. As the lights hit his face,

the familiar guy in front of her, and

person who had hijacked Randall, but never in her wildest dreams would she have expected the person to be Matthew. Why did he kidnap

that

despicable man at all. Besides, if Veronica encountered any trouble, it would bring disrepute to the

she thought of that, realization

about the trouble she was in. On the surface, he appeared to allow the situation to unfold, but secretly,

directed a question at Veronica, but he saw her standing still without saying

and took out a cigarette from the inner pocket of his suit. He lit it before

“Get her!” Troy instructed.

instantly pounced on her. Veronica was just about to yell out for them to stop upon seeing their reaction, but before she could get a word in edgewise, the men had rushed

that moment, she had no other option, so she swung the electric baton at the men rushing toward

toward Veronica, but because she was a tiny target, they had difficulty fighting her with their bare hands and feet. They were much more likely to hurt their

light while puffing on his cigarette narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at the familiar fight moves used by the person in

smile as he held the cigarette in between his lips. His smile was

noticed that Matthew suddenly chuckled, so the former

and interrogate

by the side. He watched calmly as Veronica remained

was quite bad at fighting, but today she seemed to be performing at

maneuvering the electric baton, or perhaps she had too many frustrations on her mind lately, so she fought hard. In no time at all, she

the ground. She kept her electric baton pointed at them. “Is there anyone who wants to come at

it hurts so

“She fights so well!”

“We’ve underestimated her.”

head! My head

arm… My arm

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