Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 803 Mischief During Class

“As you wish, Miss Veronica,” said Matthew as he quirked a brow and smirked at Veronica—behind Mateo’s back, of course.

Mateo, on the other hand, was feeling indignant. However, since it was an order from his grandfather, he had no choice but to oblige. “Come on, let’s get moving,” said the young man exasperatedly.

“Hold on, let me get my stuff.” With that, Veronica headed back inside to grab her pen, notebook, and study materials before following the two to the study.

The massive study was located on the west of the second floor, and it was filled with shelves full of books of various genres from the hidden clan, Castron, Destor, and many other countries. There was such a wide variety that it was practically a mini library.

While five-sixths of the study was occupied by books, the remaining one-sixth was the lounge area, which was fully furnished with a work desk and a couch among many other things. As two balconies extended from the study, the room was exceptionally spacious.

“How are we going to study when there’s only one desk?” Veronica mumbled, then headed out into the corridor to shout toward Crayson, who was chatting with Hayley on the first floor. “Master Crayson, I’m studying with Iron. Can you please ask someone to bring another desk up?”

lesson first, and I’ll have them bring

Veronica before returning

there was only one desk available for now, Veronica beckoned Matthew to move things around. “Let’s move the laptop

to sort

in the executive chair across from them with books in his hands. “We learned how to pronounce the 26 alphabets yesterday, so we’re going to learn a few simple words and dialogues today,” he said sternly,

answered Veronica as she flipped to page ten. Matthew obliged

loud.

began feeling thirsty, and he put the book down, announcing, “Continue memorizing the

“Alright, sir.”

Veronica would refer to Mateo as ‘sir’, but once classes were over, she’d

that, the young man headed out, closing the door

tried to memorize them with agony, but Matthew closed her book up suddenly. “Well, isn’t someone studious? No wonder