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Chapter 365 It’s Christmas!

In other words, at least three people with a height of nearly 5’11” are visiting Master Crayson. But it’s the 23rd of December in the Gregorian calendar, which is the day before Christmas Eve. Who will come here?

The most significant part is that the shoe prints look new, and Master Crayson isn’t here either. Where could he go? Therefore, she got up and followed those shoe prints all the way back. She found herself at the other end of the back mountain as she walked.

Just when Veronica was puzzled and looked around, she abruptly discovered several people standing together in the woods behind the mountain.

Startled, Veronica immediately squatted down and looked at them from a distance.

Once she took a closer look, she surprisingly realized that Crayson was standing together with three tall men.

While Crayson stood with his hands behind his back and head held high, the three men opposite him held their hands in front of them and bowed their heads slightly respectfully.

Veronica felt a chill down her spine as she witnessed this scene.

Who are these guys? And, what exactly is Master Crayson’s identity?

Suddenly, she remembered the person who looked like Crayson she saw on Mudwood Street the other day.

Was I really mistaken?

Also, was Master Crayson really in the company’s office? Or was he just coming back from outside and happened to enter the company and meet Shirley when I saw him in Encounters Bridal Store that day?

As she started pondering on the matter, she couldn’t help the growing sense of fear.

She knew that Crayson had sharp eyes and even more sensitive hearing, so she did not dare to stay. Therefore, she could only creep forward and leave quietly.

When she was back at the door, she sat by the door and continued to wait for Crayson.

However, Veronica abruptly thought of something that made her heart lurch in her chest with fear while she waited. “Oh, sh*t!”

I was observing the shoe prints on the ground earlier and followed them to find Master Crayson. So, naturally, I must have also left my tracks!

I’m afraid—Master Crayson will surely find out!

Veronica fell into deep thought as she saw her set of footprints. Then, she walked in that direction again.

the shoe prints that she had left before, as she shouted while walking toward that eerie scene, “Master

a little when she was about to reach the spot she

slowed down her pace. Thinking that those people would have enough time to hide, only then did Veronica walk forward

she pretended not

my ears! Be quiet! What are you yelling about?!” Crayson came out of the woods with two bundles of firewood on

found you,

trotted toward him. However, her eyes reflexively glanced at the

no one there

get so much firewood? I’ve told you many times, haven’t I? Just stay over at my place if the weather is cold. So, why are you

ordinary house. Unfortunately, there were plenty of flammable items in Crayson’s

doing something essential

halted his tracks. Then, he put down the firewood on his shoulder and looked at

his shameless request. Afterward, she pouted, walked

your energy to nag from earlier have gone to? Hurry up, and let’s go!” Crayson ordered Veronica, showing no mercy

she carried

slipped as she walked, and she fell to the ground with a loud ‘thud’. “Ouch! My

snorted with contempt as he grabbed her by the collar to pull her up. “You can’t carry the

he spoke, he picked up the firewood and walked

Veronica followed behind and moped. “It’s not like it’s normal for me to carry firewood. So, how am I able to do

potatoes from the house and placed them on the fire. “Come, I’ll roast you some sweet potatoes to eat. I remember that you liked to roast sweet

you love me the most!” Veronica

very kind to me. He’s like a teacher, a father, and a family to me. Moreover, he is at a higher level than ordinary people in terms of skill, ability, altruism, and vision. He’s always been a character full of mysteries

she thought things out, her mood naturally

home. Later, she dragged him back to her home in the evening. The family

her phone. She did not want to be disturbed by the outside world,

after breakfast. Crayson dragged Veronica to

a self-made coir raincoat, he sat by the river with a fishing

a poem she once read. ‘There is only one boat on the water. With an old man in a straw rain cape, who stands

very much, so she turned on her phone. Taking a few photos of Crayson, she then uploaded them to her

angle, no one

her thoughts. ‘There is only one boat on the water. With an old man in a straw rain cape, who stands on deck and fishes by himself, where the snow

could care less and just allowed her

took her to practice her boxing skill and play chess. The

day, it was the 24th of