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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.

the car in front of her, a sudden click went off, and the darkened entrance lit up instantly.

are you?” Veronica was dressed in male attire, so she forged

trailing us the entire way. I’m much more interested in finding out

opened from the 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

the familiar guy in front of her, and she was

wildest dreams would she have expected the person to be Matthew. Why did he kidnap Randall? Could he possibly be the mastermind who sent Randall

banished that ridiculous notion from

Matthew had an unpredictable mood, he wasn’t a despicable man at all. Besides, if Veronica encountered any trouble, it would bring disrepute to the Kingses

as she thought

just wearing a couldn’t care less attitude about the trouble she was in. On the surface, he appeared to allow the situation to

Veronica, but he saw her standing still without saying a word. She seemed quite impatient with an

suit. He lit it before holding it in between his fingers. He lifted his fingers slightly, and

“Get her!” Troy instructed.

out his command, the men that surrounded Veronica 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

had no other option, so she swung the electric baton at the men rushing toward her. She lifted

had difficulty fighting her with their bare hands and

on his cigarette narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at the familiar fight moves used by the person in front of him and

the cigarette in between his lips. His

funny?” Troy noticed that Matthew suddenly chuckled, so the former was

inside and

took a seat on a chair by the side.

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 had defeated all of the men in front

kept her electric baton pointed at them. “Is

hurts

“She fights so well!”

“We’ve underestimated her.”

head! My

me! My arm… My

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