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Chapter 772 Killing Tiffany

“Prince Liam is right. Please sit, Veronica.” Hendrey treated Veronica as gently as ever.

Xavier looked at her, his dark brows furrowed. Then, he glanced at Antheena beside him but kept his mouth shut. On the other hand, Tiffany glared at Veronica and Hendrey resentfully and then casually took a seat next to Liam.

A bonfire was lit on the lawn, and seven to eight low rectangular tables were placed around it with two futon cushions beside each table. The table had a full spread of delicious food with a few bottles of fine wines.

“She’s my honored guest, so it’s only proper that she sits next to me.” Liam rebuffed Hendrey and politely said to Veronica, “Miss Veronica, this way, please.”

“I—” Veronica wanted to refuse Hendrey’s and Liam’s offers because she knew that the moment she accepted, someone would learn about this and immediately turn into a raging and jealous little monster.

on. Just sit here. It’s not like I’m going to eat you.” Liam didn’t allow her to decline

chill down her spine and instinctively shook off his hand, fearing Matthew would rush over

can walk by

and a band started playing a tune. When the merry song began, a group of beautiful women dressed in Hidden Clan costumes came forward to dance along. The atmosphere turned harmonious and peaceful as the music and song resonated across the

clinked glasses with the others in mid-air. With that done, he turned to Veronica with a bright grin

“Thanks,” Veronica answered politely.

a good mood. Your husband died not long ago,

was holding the wine glass trembled slightly. Still, she slowly lifted the glass and polished off her drink elegantly under the crowd’s gaze. The orange glow of the bonfire illuminated her face, softening her delicate facial features. No

like it was a dagger without even looking away from her glass. In a blink of an eye, the fork flew

Splash!

The wine glass fell with a crash as Tiffany promptly flung it away on the wooden table. The wine splashed on the hem of her skirt, and along with it was the blood that spilled