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!

set

the shoe prints that she had left before, as she shouted while walking toward that

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

her pace. Thinking that those people would have enough time to hide, only then did Veronica walk forward quickly and

she came over, she pretended not to see him and kept shouting at the top of her

out of the woods with two bundles of firewood on his

finally found

at the spot where Crayson was standing and conspiring with

was no one

times, haven’t I? Just stay over at my

big deal if it was an ordinary house. Unfortunately, there were plenty of flammable

can’t avoid doing something essential just because

his tracks. Then, he put down the firewood on his shoulder and looked at Veronica. “Here!

his shameless request. Afterward, she pouted, walked over,

to? Hurry up, and

forward staggeringly as she carried the bundle

her feet slipped as she walked, and she fell to the ground with a

“You can’t carry the

he picked up the firewood and

and moped. “It’s not like it’s normal for me to

fire. “Come, I’ll roast you some sweet potatoes to eat. I remember that you liked to

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

held many secrets just now, Veronica thought for a while, Master has been by my 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

her mood naturally got a little

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

not want to be disturbed by the outside

after breakfast. Crayson dragged

sat by the river with a fishing rod and

that 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 falls on

Taking a few photos of Crayson,

shooting angle, no one could see Crayson’s

is only one boat on the water. With an old man in a straw rain cape, who stands on deck and

the mountain, her phone had no internet connection. However, Veronica could care less and just allowed her phone

her to practice her boxing skill and play