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

had left before, as she shouted

she was

Thinking that those people would have enough time to hide,

over, she pretended not to

about?!” Crayson came out of the woods with two bundles of firewood on his shoulders. He effortlessly carried them as he made his way

found

eyes reflexively glanced at the spot where Crayson

there was no one there

I? Just stay over at my place if the weather is cold. So, why are

if it was an ordinary house. Unfortunately, there were plenty

can’t avoid doing something essential just

down the firewood on his shoulder and looked at Veronica. “Here! You’re strong enough. Carry this

request. Afterward, she pouted, walked over, and carried the firewoods obediently. “They’re so

to nag from earlier have gone to? Hurry up, and let’s go!”

forward staggeringly as she carried the bundle of

she fell to the ground with a loud ‘thud’. “Ouch! My

the collar to pull her up. “You can’t carry the firewoods on

picked up the firewood and walked

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

sweet potatoes from the house and placed them on the fire. “Come, I’ll

expected, master, you love me the

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

out, her mood naturally got a

his home. Later, she dragged him back to her home in the evening.

off her phone. She did not want to be disturbed by

the back mountain after breakfast. Crayson dragged Veronica to

by the river with a

the scene exuded a vibe of the lines of a poem she once read. ‘There is only one boat on the water. With an old man in a straw rain cape, who stands on deck and fishes by himself, where the snow

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

shooting angle, no one

that, she posted the pictures with the same caption that conveyed her thoughts. ‘There is only one boat on the water. With an

were high up in the mountain, her phone had no internet connection. However, Veronica could care less and just allowed her phone to upload the photos automatically whenever

took her to practice her boxing skill and play chess. The time passed in