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.

dark eyes, something deep in his gaze startled her. Unable to stop a chuckle from leaving her mouth,

course, it was just a shot

grew even more conflicted when he heard that, and he zeroed in on her face that looked so much

extremely repulsed by Tiffany every time

time he saw Veronica’s face—which looked exactly like Tiffany’s—he gladly accepted it and even felt like looking at it for a

mean I truly have

he had been provoked, and he turned to walk away. However, he threw over his shoulder, “There’s only one

stuttered, “Y-You should be

to glance down at the clothes on her body that smelled of

have any clothes for me to wear? I wish to take a

out a set of women’s clothing. He then walked up to her

catching the clothing, Veronica glanced down at it. It was a simple,

visit to the penthouse when she had seen

smacked her lips. “Tsk! No wonder you like staying at the Twilight

was

was unbuttoning his suit jacket, paused in his actions and looked up to shoot her a lazy but

to her and asked, “What did you

was so cold that it bore

rage, she scoffed in response. “I’m only speaking the truth.” As she spoke, she walked around

single proper shower. It wasn’t surprising how uncomfortable she felt especially now that she was wearing

rooted to

into a

that mean she’s

pulled a bottle of red wine 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

looked prosperous and splendid with its

a usual day, he suddenly felt an

and settling back in his chest, giving him a peace of

Matthew stood in front of the window, pouring himself another