The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

Chapter 63 Did Veronica Drown in the Bathtub?

What surprised Matthew most was not Veronica’s beautiful and delicate face, but her skill and familiarity with guns.

Once again, he was suspicious of her identity and even more curious about how mysterious she was.

“Pfft! Who’s scared?” As Veronica lowered her head to glance at their tightly entwined hands, she scoffed. “If you’re not afraid of being embarrassed, what would I have to be afraid of?”

With that, they fell silent for the rest of the trip.

As Matthew passed through security with her and Yvonne, he wondered how Thomas had negotiated with the other party. At any rate, Thomas only had to pass the mercenaries to them before Veronica was allowed to leave with him.

On the other hand, Yvonne went with Thomas.

After departing, Matthew took Veronica onto the helicopter before flying off.

As the noise was loud in the helicopter, the two of them remained silent.

A few hours later, it reached Bloomstead and landed on the rooftop of Twilight Club.

After descending the stairs, Matthew and Veronica both entered the penthouse one after the other.

The moment they were in the penthouse, he pressed her against the wall next to the door and narrowed his eyes as he looked imperiously down at her. “Why didn’t you come to me for help?”

After all, it was through Thomas’ investigation that Matthew found out she went to Xavier, and not him, for help before she was kidnapped.

The sudden action shocked Veronica, and she scowled unhappily. “I couldn’t remember your number, so how could I call you for help?”

Truly, he is being so unreasonable.

“You couldn’t remember my number, but you could remember Xavier’s?” Matthew demanded.

her. Unable to stop a chuckle from leaving her mouth, she tilted her head and lifted her eyebrows. “Are… Are you jealous? Tell me honestly, Matthew Kings—do you

it was just

and he zeroed in on her face that looked

felt extremely repulsed by Tiffany every time he

it that every time he saw Veronica’s face—which looked exactly like Tiffany’s—he gladly accepted it and even

truly

for you? You think I’d have feelings for you just because you look like Tiffany? You’re a fool if you think so!” Matthew’s eyes flashed as if he had been provoked, and he turned to walk away. However,

“Y-You should be glad I’m not kicking

lowered her head to glance down at the clothes on her body

for me

and pulled out a set of women’s

at it. It was a

penthouse when she had seen two women leave the place. It

lips. “Tsk! No wonder you like staying

comment was full

moment, Matthew, who was unbuttoning his suit jacket, paused in his actions and looked up

steps, he walked up to her and asked, “What

that it bore through her like a

“I’m only speaking the truth.” As she spoke, she walked around him. “I’m going to shower.

she hadn’t taken a single proper shower. It wasn’t surprising

stood rooted

into a

that mean she’s

from the cooler and poured himself a drink, which he then carried over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. With one hand in his pants pocket, he glanced out at the Bloomstead city center, like a king overlooking his

and splendid with its glittering,

bit on a usual day, he suddenly felt an inexplicable,

was as if his heart was finally leaving his throat and settling back in his chest, giving him a peace of mind and affording him the opportunity to

front of the window, pouring himself another glass