Her Biliionaire Husband

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 365

It’s Christmas!

In other words, at least three people with a height of nearly 5’11” are visiting Master Crayson. But it’s the 23rd of December in the Gregorian calendar, which is the day before Christmas Eve. Who will come here?

The most significant part is that the shoe prints look new, and Master Crayson isn’t here either. Where could he go? Therefore, she got up and followed those shoe prints all the way back. She found herself at the other end of the back mountain as she walked.

Just when Veronica was puzzled and looked around, she abruptly discovered several people standing together in the woods behind the mountain.

Startled, Veronica immediately squatted down and looked at them from a distance.

Once she took a closer look, she surprisingly realized that Crayson was standing together with three tall men.

While Crayson stood with his hands behind his back and head held high, the three men opposite him held their hands in front of them and bowed their heads slightly respectfully.

Veronica felt a chill down her spine as she witnessed this scene.

Who are these guys? And, what exactly is Master Crayson’s identity?

Suddenly, she remembered the person who looked like Crayson she saw on Mudwood Street the other day.

Was I really mistaken?

Also, was Master Crayson really in the company’s office? Or was he just coming back from outside and happened to enter the company and meet Shirley when I saw him in Encounters Bridal Store that day?

As she started pondering on the matter, she couldn’t help the growing sense of fear.

She knew that Crayson had sharp eyes and even more sensitive hearing, so she did not dare to stay. Therefore, she could only creep forward and leave quietly.

When she was back at the door, she sat by the door and continued to wait for Crayson.

However, Veronica abruptly thought of something that made her heart lurch in her chest with fear while she waited. “Oh, sh*t!”

I was observing the shoe prints on the ground earlier and followed them to find Master Crayson. So, naturally, I must have also left my tracks!

I’m afraid—Master Crayson will surely find out!

fell into deep thought as she saw her set of footprints. Then, she walked in that

left before, as she shouted

amplified her voice a little when she was about to reach the

down her pace. Thinking that those people would have enough time to

came over, she pretended not to see him and

with two bundles of firewood on his shoulders. He effortlessly carried them as he made

I finally found you, Master

toward him. However, her eyes reflexively glanced at

no one there any

I’ve told you many times, haven’t I? Just stay over at my place if the weather is

ordinary house. Unfortunately, there were plenty of flammable items in Crayson’s

something essential just because

he halted his tracks. Then, he put down the firewood on his shoulder

speechless at his shameless request. Afterward, she pouted, walked over, and carried the

all your energy to nag from earlier have gone to? Hurry up, and

she carried the bundle

walked, and she fell to the ground with a loud

up. “You can’t carry the firewoods

picked up the firewood

“It’s not like it’s normal for me to carry firewood. So, how am I able

the firewood he brought home. Then, he took some sweet potatoes from the house and placed them on the fire. “Come, I’ll roast you some sweet potatoes

expected, master, you love me the most!” Veronica

side for so many years, and he has always been very kind to me. He’s like a teacher, a father, and a family to me. Moreover, he is at a higher level than ordinary people in terms of skill, ability, altruism, and vision. He’s always been a character full of mysteries anyway, so I should leave him some private space. I shouldn’t interfere with other matters as long as Master

out, her mood naturally got

casually with Crayson at his home. Later, she dragged him back to her home in the evening.

want

following day, she went up to the back mountain after breakfast. Crayson

he sat by the river with a fishing rod

poem she once read. ‘There is only one boat on the water. With an old man in a straw rain cape, who

turned on her phone. Taking a few photos of Crayson, she then uploaded

no one could see Crayson’s

one boat on the water. With an old

However, Veronica could care less and just allowed her phone to upload the photos automatically whenever there

the afternoon, Crayson took her to practice her boxing skill and play chess. The time passed