The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

Chapter 14 Caught on the Spot by Matthew

Other than the Larsons, Veronica couldn’t think of anyone else who would willingly save a murderer. But who would have imagined that the driver they rescued would end up silenced and dead? Veronica should have already known that silencing a potential witness would be the best choice possible, considering the Larsons’ poisonous tendencies.

Now, she was done for. Not only had she lost her last lead, but the Larsons were also made aware of her investigation into the murderer. If the Larsons were to find out that Veronica already knew the truth, would she be the next one to die? This sudden piece of news made her heart pound madly, unable to calm down. Despite everything coming her way, all she could do was quietly put up with it. She certainly could not allow her adoptive parents to know.

After her three-day break was up, Veronica returned to work.

In order to not alert the Larsons, the only other thing Veronica did other than work was visit her adoptive mother in the hospital. She did her best not to show up in front of the Larsons. At the same time, she stuck closely to her “doctor’s orders”—for the next month, she was not allowed to consume any alcohol, and she was to get sufficient rest.

Meanwhile, she secretly spent a huge sum of money to find another private detective agency to discreetly look into her adoptive parents’ car accident.

Just like that, a month slipped by. Veronica took some time out of her schedule to go to the hospital for a “checkup.” The results showed that she was in good health.

After Veronica left the hospital, Matthew received a call from the hospital.

“Young Master Matthews, Miss Murphy has already undergone an ultrasound. The fetus is over two months-old and is developing well.”

“Didn’t she show signs of a miscarriage? She’s been delivering takeout every day recently; won’t it have an effect on her?” Matthew asked.

“Miss Murphy was raised in a farming village. She is fit; she isn’t as frail as the average expecting mother.”

“Got it.”

He had initially thought that Veronica’s daily traveling would affect the baby growing in her belly, but to his surprise, it was the opposite of what he thought.

As night fell, people began to congregate at the Twilight Club. All these young men and women, rendered exhausted by the tedium and monotony at work, indulged themselves with alcohol under the neon lights. They danced and writhed on the dance floor, or slumped at the counter of the bar, passed out in a dead sleep.

couldn’t stop herself from wondering about the what-ifs at this sight: if the Larsons hadn’t deliberately hurt her adoptive parents, she would most likely have gone back to her hometown and opened a bar with the

past ten when Veronica skulked in a corner for a moment of quiet, her walkie-talkie

go there

your name and all that. Relax, there’s no one here in the men’s washroom,” Cody said, knowing about Veronica’s

again! Fine, I’ll be there in a

that, Veronica hung her walkie-talkie back at her hip and headed straight for the public

Young Master Xavier is slumped by the toilet

asked for

him. Maybe this is your chance

hearing the guards tease

grinned in embarrassment. “You’re going

yapping. You all should do your job. Management is going to whinge about you guys slacking off

was open when Veronica stepped inside the men’s washroom. She turned her

man, but he was a useless loser, infamous for his love for the hedonistic and his amorous ways. Just the mention of his name alone was enough to make

knew him? It would be more

smashed it, shattering its bottom. Then, she aimed the broken bottle with its jagged edges at Xavier and said to him like a madwoman,

“If you can down that bottle of vodka in one go, I’ll let

she spent drinking with her adoptive father, so

at her in a new light; even Xavier as well. He would frequently drag her over for drinking contests, and that was how they ended up becoming friends after a

deeply taken by this. Thus, they all began calling her Big

to

her nose, she tapped him on his shoulder with her electric baton. “Hey, if you’re so

a wad of tissue and wiped his mouth. A smile bloomed on his handsome, boyish face as he stretched out an arm

that.” She waved her electric baton, a look of repulsion