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Chapter 527 Destroy Conrad

“Conny, shut up!” Yvonne immediately butted in and pulled Conrad over to sit on a couch. Then, she circled around the coffee table to sit beside Veronica on the couch of her choice. “Roni…”

Yvonna reached out and intended to hold Veronica’s hand. However, the second her fingers touched Veronica’s hand, Veronica slapped her hands off and snapped, “Don’t touch me!”

She was not going to touch a hand that was stained by a filthy jerk like Conrad. Yvonne’s smile stiffened, and she even thought that Veronica was overreacting. Even so, the more she thought about it, judging by Veronica’s misconception towards Conrad, her overreaction was granted.

“Actually…Roni, Conny had his reasons for treating me that way.” “His reasons?’

“Yes.” Yvonne nodded vigorously as she looked at Veronica with puppy eyes filled with pity. Veronica raised an eyebrow, asking, “What’s the reason? Because he was terminally ill?”

It wasn’t merely an assumption, but Matthew had told her about this yesterday. “Umm…”

Before Yvonne could even explain, she had already beat her to it. As a result, Yvonne was so flustered that she didn’t even know how to start.

She pursed her lips before sighing, sadly hanging her head. “You’re right. He was diagnosed with a terminal illness… It’s stage-four liver cancer.” “Hmph.”

Veronica sneered at them, “Stage-four?” She then pointed at Conrad, who looked far from ill. “Doesn’t seem so to me.” Then, she scowled at the doleful Yvonne and scoffed, “Yvonne, it seems to me that you have stage-four of stupidity. I’m pretty sure there’s no cure for you.”

In her opinion, Yvonne was pretty much a lost cause at this point.

Nevertheless, her merciless words were enough to provoke Yvonne. Her face contorted in anger as she leaped to her feet and reprimanded, “Veronica, because I respect you as my best friend, I’ve decided to explain everything to you calmly and not start a fight. So what’s wrong with you? I already said Conrad has stage-four liver cancer, and you think I’m lying to you?”

As she spoke, she turned towards a table and pulled out some documents from the drawer. She then tossed the papers at Veronica when she approached the woman. “See for yourself then! These are his cancer diagnostic reports, and it’s literal evidence for his diagnosis. So I wasn’t just making things up. Also, what you said to him was very hurtful. You should apologize to him immediately!”

Conrad was already distraught due to his cancer. Naturally, Yvonne felt that Veronica’s words would hurt his self-esteem.

Conrad was currently seated opposite them with his legs crossed. He lowered his head as he sulked, face plastered with sadness and sorrow, but deep down, he was gleefully gloating.

Except, Yvonne wasn’t smart enough to see through his act.

to her. Little

said, “She had a deep misconception about me, so it’s reasonable for her not to believe me. Plus, she was just doing this for your own good.

never seen such a

charging

own good, but I can’t just

lost it upon hearing how

believe that Conrad does have stage-four liver cancer, but only for now. Despite that, what if, and I say that hypothetically, what if he were lying to you? Have

proof that Conrad’s cancer was fake. As for Yvonne being abused, he had no solid evidence, and it was all

keep all the horrible things he’d

truth was the right thing to

words sent Yvonne deep into her thoughts, so she pondered the matter as her head hung thoughtfully. Finally, she looked up at Veronica

resolute words. Suffice

loose screws. No, make that

say so. I have nothing else to

decided not to haggle with her any further, so she gave her car keys to Yvonne. “I parked my car outside. I prepared you a gift, but I accidentally left it in the car; go and take

brought a gift for Yvonne because she told the latter she was going to

and she’d completely forgotten to get Yvonne’s gift.

“Oh, okay.”

keys from Veronica. She felt a sense of remorse for how she spoke to Veronica. “I’m…really sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you so harshly. I… I was just clouded

is none of my business.” Veronica flopped on the couch leisurely. Then, she crossed her arms against her chest as

actions. “Conny, please get some water for Roni. I’ll go and get the

“Okay.” Conrad nodded.

room with the car keys. After she was completely out of sight, Veronica lunged toward Conrad

nimble and managed to hold onto her arm. Little did he know that Veronica’s punch was merely a feint; she punched her left fist right at his abdomen

agility, but Veronica caught

force in that one kick. After that, her every strike was rapier-like and calculated, and it

fighter, but he