Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 535 Yvie, You’re Not a Good Girl Anymore

“What about you?” Crayson asked while putting the cup of tea in front of Veronica. “Me?” Veronica smiled brightly before turning to glance at Matthew. Resting her head on his shoulder, she held his arm, saying, “I want to be with Matt, of course. You can’t stop us this time, Master Crayson. You know how much he’s done for me in Castron this time.

I’m touched, and I’m also grateful for that.” As she spoke, she patted his knee and took his left hand before entwining her fingers with his. “So, I want to swear to you that I’ll marry no one else but him.” That was right; she’d marry no one else but Matthew. As long as she was still able to remain unscathed in the end, she’d definitely go to him and ask him to marry her.

Matthew looked as usual when Veronica’s words reached his ears, but the look in his obsidian-like eyes was unfathomable. Turning his head slightly, he fixed her with a meaningful and probing look.

Sitting across from them, Crayson drank his tea without looking up. Then, he heaved a long sigh. “Sigh, there’s nothing I can do about the affairs of young people like you. I’m too old for that.” After a long while, he nodded. “Okay, I’ll discuss it with your parents later.”

“Alright, but you have to put in some good words for me in front of my parents. Otherwise, I’ll quit being your apprentice,” Veronica said like a spoiled child.

Amused by her adorable and witty demeanor, Crayson smiled from ear to ear while stretching out his hand to poke her forehead. “Look at that happy-go-lucky manner of yours! I wonder what Matthew likes about you.”

Veronica bragged cheekily, “He likes me because I’m good-looking, of course. I look cute and attractive. What a sweetheart I am!”

Matthew went along with her. “Uh-huh. Roni is the prettiest woman ever.”

Veronica laughed smugly. After a long time, she came to the point, asking, “Let’s cut to the chase, Master Crayson. If I’m right, Floch and Rachel were supposed to take orders from you in the past. Have they gone rogue now?” If it hadn’t been the case, Crayson wouldn’t have warned her to stay away from the couple in Castron a few days ago.

paused for a moment. After taking a sip of his tea, he plonked the teacup on the table to vent

out, Floch and Rachel used to address him as “Mr. Crayson” and took orders from him. However, several months ago, the mystery man behind the scenes contacted Floch and sent the couple a video, causing them to turn traitor instantly. The video was about how the child born to the couple was raised by the hidden clan before dying in an accident. Fearing that Floch and Rachel

he first devised a plan to kill Tiffany. However, after learning of Floch and Rachel’s biological child, he changed his plan at the last minute, deciding to take Tiffany back to Castron and use her to his advantage. In the meantime,

furious at the couple’s treachery, but he also sympathized with them

asked, “When should I

that the situation has gotten out

in Bloomstead?” Since those people wanted to make Tiffany their puppet, they’d certainly hope that she’d become the real heir to the hidden

we have to make preparations for that, too. And you…” He looked at Veronica. “You have to put all your work aside. I’ll

return or how he was supposed to be together with her if she were to return to the hidden clan and become

have to undergo training? I still have to return to the hidden clan to deal with things, so I don’t have

her short. Fixing her with a frosty stare, he said, “We’ll get married after your training

pursed her red lips as sadness surged up within her. After squeezing Matthew’s hand, she finally forced a smile, saying, “Even so, you have to ask Master Crayson if he’s okay with it. One has to gain permission from their

two are certain by then that you want to get married, Matthew has to make preparations in advance in Bloomstead. It’ll be nice since nothing will hold us

speechless. Have you two asked for my opinion on this? After pondering for a moment, she agreed in resignation, “Well, I’ll do as you

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