Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 835 Puppet

“Tiffany may look like she’s working with Hendrey and Zac, but according to what I know, she has been in frequent contact with Dominik and Liam lately. She might have her plans. She’s too ambitious and uncontrollable.” Crayson frowned deeply, the thin smoke spewing through his breath and barely able to hide the worry on his face.

It hadn’t been a month since his return to the hidden clan. Everything was beyond his control, and that made him feel extra helpless and exhausted.

“Yes, Tiffany is totally out of control. No matter what we arrange for her, she won’t agree to it.” Hayley sighed, but her legs were neatly placed together as she sat on the couch, her back as straight as a ruler. No matter how troubled she was, she still presented herself as a noblewoman.

“Since she’s out of control, how do you deal with her?” Veronica asked curiously as she gazed coolly at the two people sitting opposite her, awaiting their reply.

In reality, Veronica had always felt pissed, but she tried her best to hold it in. The two kept talking about Tiffany being out of control, and it sounded like they thought she was easier to control.

They should’ve known that only puppets were the easiest to control. What did she mean to them, then?

goes wrong, she probably won’t be leaving

raised so

smile pierced through Hayley’s

the blanks in their mother-daughter relationship. However, she hadn’t expected their relationship to grow more distant. She felt helpless about it, and she didn’t quite know where to direct her

we’re doing this for your own good. Of course,

as Veronica had said, it was a pity for them to discard the ‘pawn’ they had raised for more than 20 years. “In that case,

a dark expression as he gripped the pipe, knocking it heavily against the table. “Madam Hayley has been waiting an entire day for you, but you’re leaving just like that? How rude of

just taken a few steps when she paused, then slowly turned around. The fury on her face was replaced by a smile as

to discuss with you about the hunting festivities,”

Veronica repeated the word. “Is a discussion with me even necessary? You’ve already decided everything, so you only have to tell me what to do on the day itself. I trust that you won’t just stand by and