Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 693 Set Up by Crayson

Veronica felt that her life had been a poorly written comedy; it was pathetic. She sat on the bed until the night dawned, devouring the room with darkness. Remaining seated, she could feel the boat swaying slightly, but she did not feel dizzy.

Creak. A stranger opened the door and walked into the room. She was stunned momentarily to see Veronica spacing out on bed before she wheeled around and left. Then, Veronica could hear her shouting, “Destiny. Destiny, the Young Lord is awake.”

Following that was the sound of footsteps. Soon, Destiny and Crayson entered the room together.

“Hey, brat. You’re up.” After noticing the awakened Veronica facing toward the window on the bed without moving, he knew that something was wrong with her.

Reflexively, he glanced at Destiny, who stepped forward. “Veronica, how are you feeling?”

In response, Veronica did not look back. The way Crayson addressed her alone was enough to pierce an invisible knife deeply into her heart. The throbbing pain perfused and seeped into her veins, drowning her into the tingling agony, which felt awfully deranging.

she inquired indifferently like an immobile

hands placed behind him. “I didn’t tell you something, that outsiders are not allowed to enter the clan’s

a feeble explanation. Veronica did not move a muscle as

landed her cold gaze upon him. The glint in

all, he looked after her as if she was her biological daughter, despite not running

into the water?” she

Crayson had seen this coming. “Ever since Matthew ‘passed away’, you haven’t been in your right state of mind. That’s why

you didn’t drive Thomas away while I was sleeping?”

on him, giving him goosebumps all over his arms. He eventually shifted his gaze as

quickly defended. “Veronica, it was my idea. It has nothing to

it!” barked Veronica. “I’m speaking to my master. Don’t interrupt

was stuck in an ice cave, the cold air shrouded