Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 1

across the face before the latter could say anything. “I warned you to never go around sporting my face when you first came to Bloomstead! Do you want your adoptive parents to die?” Offended, Veronica slapped Tiffany’s face in return. In order to save her adoptive parents, she had no choice but to let her biological parents give her a hard time, but she was never someone who would yield to the strong and place herself at the mercy of others. Tiffany let out a cry of pain. “How dare you hit me, Veronica?” Her cheek was slightly swollen from the slap Veronica gave her, which was much harder than the slap she had given Veronica just now. Veronica flung her hand—which ached from slapping Tiffany’s face—with a slight frown between her beautifully arched eyebrows. “Just put up with it when I hit you! Do you think I’m gonna let you boss me around? I’m not your mom!” “How dare you talk as if you’re in the right, huh? You took a guy to my dad’s hospital late at night for medical treatment! How am I supposed to show my face in public if word gets out about it?” Tiffany pointed at Veronica, her cheeks flushing red with rage. “If somebody hadn’t told my dad about it this morning, I might’ve still been kept in the dark! Who knows how much more disgraceful filth you were gonna commit in my name?” “Your face? Ha!” Veronica laughed in self-mockery, her eyes full of sadness. Such is how unfair life is. I was born with the same looks as she was, yet I’m denied the right to show my true appearance in public. Just then, Tiffany’s cell phone rang. With her phone in her hand, she stepped aside to answer the phone call. As her eyes darted around, she happened to catch sight of the black diamond ring on the table. This diamond ring looks familiar somehow… “What’s up, Mom?” she asked. Rachel was frantic with joy on the other end of the phone; there was even a slight quaver in her voice. “Oh, my God! Darling, when did you save Young Master Matthew? How could you keep such a big deal from me? Someone from the Kings Family just came and asked to meet you a week later!” “Young Master Matthew?” Tiffany looked at the ring on the table. Then, in a moment of realization, she recalled having seen the ring in a photo of Matthew Kings, which was shared by the socialites when she joined them in a gathering before. The diamond ring was a familiar heirloom inherited by the Kings Family’s heirs. Upon associating it with what Veronica had done at the hospital the night before, Tiffany instantly realized that Veronica had saved Matthew’s life yesterday. It was precisely because Veronica had used her name at the hospital yesterday that the man thought it was her who had saved him. To think that I’d become the one who saved the life of Young Master Matthew from Mythpoint by accident! This is simply even more surprising than winning the lottery! she thought. “Mom, I’ve got something to deal with at the moment. Let’s talk about it later.” Suppressing the ecstasy within her, she slipped the ring from the table while Veronica wasn’t noticing. Then, she came up to Veronica and threatened domineeringly, “If you do that again, just wait until you collect your adoptive parents’ dead bodies!” With that, she stormed off in a huff. Veronica had wanted to take a short nap when she came back in the early hours, but she didn’t expect to oversleep. At this moment, she wasn’t in the mood to argue with Tiffany. After covering her face with a face mask, she rushed to the hospital to look for the guy. A reward of 100 million! That’s what I’ll be getting in exchange for risking my life! Unexpectedly, when she reached the hospital and asked about the guy, the nurse told her that he had left right after regaining consciousness the night before. Not only that, but he didn’t even leave any contact information behind. “What a liar! Son of a b*tch!” Blowing up on the spot, Veronica stamped her foot in anger. “That 5,000 is my living expenses for the next two months!” As expected, men are nothing but liars! On top of losing 5,000 bucks of living expenses for nothing, Veronica had over 100 bucks deducted from her earnings by the food delivery platform because she had failed to deliver takeouts as scheduled. She was only doing food delivery as a part-time job, and now she lost all the money she had earned by doing food delivery during her days off to the food delivery platform. Her heart was bleeding. Still too young for the dangerous society, duh! Over the next few days, she worked with even greater diligence every single day. Besides doing food delivery part-time after work, she also delivered meals to her adoptive parents at the hospital. Dressed in a security guard’s uniform, Veronica was sitting idly in the monitoring room at Twilight Bar with her colleague on the security team. She complained, “How could I have possibly been eating only two meals per day this week if I hadn’t saved that ungrateful b*stard? I’m starved out.” Her adoptive father had been comatose since the car accident, whereas her adoptive mother had been staying with him at the hospital every day. Even though Veronica’s biological parents were paying for their medical expenses, she still had to spend a lot on daily necessities every day. As a result, she was desperately hard up after spending her last 5,000 on the guy’s surgery. Cody Bowman, her colleague, asked, “I’ve only heard you talking about that guy, Big Ron. Don’t you know what his name was or what he looked like?” “I remember what he looked like, but he was unconscious at the time. How could I know what his name—” Veronica replied, only to break off mid-sentence and point at somebody on the surveillance video all of a sudden. “T-T-That guy! Did you see him? That’s him! That was the guy!” she exclaimed with a slap on the table before standing up

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