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Chapter 693 Set Up by Crayson

Veronica felt that her life had been a poorly written comedy; it was pathetic. She sat on the bed until the night dawned, devouring the room with darkness. Remaining seated, she could feel the boat swaying slightly, but she did not feel dizzy.

Creak. A stranger opened the door and walked into the room. She was stunned momentarily to see Veronica spacing out on bed before she wheeled around and left. Then, Veronica could hear her shouting, “Destiny. Destiny, the Young Lord is awake.”

Following that was the sound of footsteps. Soon, Destiny and Crayson entered the room together.

“Hey, brat. You’re up.” After noticing the awakened Veronica facing toward the window on the bed without moving, he knew that something was wrong with her.

Reflexively, he glanced at Destiny, who stepped forward. “Veronica, how are you feeling?”

In response, Veronica did not look back. The way Crayson addressed her alone was enough to pierce an invisible knife deeply into her heart. The throbbing pain perfused and seeped into her veins, drowning her into the tingling agony, which felt awfully deranging.

Thomas?” she inquired indifferently

hands placed behind him. “I didn’t tell you something, that outsiders are not allowed to enter the clan’s

was a feeble explanation. Veronica did not move

her cold gaze upon him. The glint in her eyes was

heart race. After all, he looked after her as if she was her

add into the water?” she interrogated

since Matthew ‘passed away’, you haven’t been in your right state of mind. That’s why I added some drugs so

away while I

him, giving him goosebumps all over his arms. He eventually

“Veronica, it was my idea. It has nothing

speaking to my master. Don’t interrupt

the cold air shrouded her whole and her domineering aura