Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 14

Cody said, knowing about Veronica’s concerns. “Xavier again! Fine, I’ll be there in a moment.” With that, Veronica hung her walkie-talkie back at her hip and headed straight for the public washrooms. The security guards promptly greeted her when she approached the men’s washroom. “Please hurry inside. Young Master Xavier is slumped by the toilet bowl and won’t get up.” “He asked for you specifically.” “Hehe, Big Ron, you’re going to have to hold on tight to him. Maybe this is your chance to climb up the totem pole after being a wage slave.” Veronica kicked Cody after hearing the guards tease her. “Who are you calling a wage slave?” “Oof, me and my big mouth.” Cody grinned in embarrassment. “You’re going to go places.” “Quit your yapping. You all should do your job. Management is going to whinge about you guys slacking off if they see you.” She waved a hand, gesturing for her colleagues to go patrol the club. The door to the first stall was open when Veronica stepped inside the men’s washroom. She turned her head to see Xavier sitting on the toilet bowl, puking his guts up into the bin. Xavier Crawford, the second son of the Crawford Family in Bloomstead. He might be a dashing man, but he was a useless loser, infamous for his love for the hedonistic and his amorous ways. Just the mention of his name alone was enough to make him a laughingstock. As for how Veronica knew him? It would be more apt to say it was through an “altercation.” Not long after Veronica started working at Twilight Club, she ran into Xavier, who had been terrorizing Cody. She hadn’t been able to stomach the sight, so she immediately grabbed a bottle off the table and smashed it, shattering its bottom. Then, she aimed the broken bottle with its jagged edges at Xavier and said to him like a madwoman, “Cody here is one of mine. Why don’t you try laying another finger on him?” However, Xavier pointed at a bottle on the table. “If you can down that bottle of vodka in one go, I’ll let him go.” Veronica could hold her liquor well from all the years she spent drinking with her adoptive father, so she gulped down the vodka with no trouble. Ever since then, the guards looked at her in a new light; even Xavier as well. He would frequently drag her over for drinking contests, and that