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!

into deep thought as she saw her set of footprints. Then, she

as she shouted while walking

relatively low. Veronica only amplified her voice a little when she was about to reach the spot she discovered

have enough time

pretended not to see him and kept shouting at

Be quiet! What are you yelling about?!” Crayson came out of the woods with two bundles of firewood on his shoulders. He effortlessly carried them as he made his way toward her.

finally found

reflexively glanced at the spot where Crayson was standing and

no one there

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

were plenty of flammable items in Crayson’s home. Furthermore, he

can’t avoid doing something essential just because of

his shoulder and looked at Veronica. “Here! You’re strong enough.

his shameless request. Afterward, she pouted,

all your energy to nag from earlier have gone to? Hurry up, and let’s go!” Crayson ordered Veronica, showing

walked forward staggeringly as she

slipped as she walked, and she

snorted with contempt as he grabbed her by the collar to pull her up. “You can’t carry the firewoods on your shoulders, and you can’t

spoke, he picked up the

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

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 to eat. I remember that you liked to roast sweet

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

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

her mood naturally

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

her phone. She did not want to be disturbed by the outside world, let

mountain after breakfast. Crayson dragged Veronica to

coir raincoat, he sat by the river with a fishing

one boat on the water.

turned on her phone. Taking a few photos of

her shooting angle, no one could see Crayson’s

thoughts. ‘There is only one boat on the water. With an old man in a straw rain cape,

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 there

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