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She then turned around and started to walk out of the place.

Staring at her back, Matthew was just about to say something when she suddenly stopped in her tracks

and warned coldly, “You better watch Tiffany closely, Matthew. She may be your fiancee, and I probably

won‘t stand a chance against the Kingses, but don‘t cross the line.”

She knew that Matthew wasn‘t the target of her rage and that she shouldn‘t be telling him this, but it was

getting hard for her to hold back.

With a somber look on her face, she then added, “If the day really does come, I hope that you will at

least consider the fact that I was Grandma‘s savior. Don‘t you dare ever lay a finger on my family.”

It was difficult to read the myriad of emotions in her eyes, but anyone could have sensed the sadness

coming from Veronica through her tone of words.

Upon hearing this, Matthew knitted his dark brows into a frown and the tapping on

his knee came to a stop. “What did she do to you this time?” he growled.

His face fell, and his left hand unconsciously curled into a tight fist as his anger began to bubble up.

“Why ask me when you can ask your little fianceé?” After saying that, the coldness in her gaze

diminished, and she turned around again to leave.

Matthew sat there pondering in silence for quite some time after the door to his place was shut. He

eventually got up, and after getting into his car, he drove straight to Dragon‘s Creek Villa.

Veronica, on the other hand, was walking by the roadside while giving Xavier a call.

“Roni?” Xavier skipped the greeting as soon as he picked up the call. “You finally turned on your phone! I

was so close to driving down to Cabot Town myself if I still couldn‘t get to you.”

Needless to say, he was gleeful about receiving a call from her.

“There was something wrong with my phone. I went and got it fixed because it wouldn‘t turn on,” she

answered with a giggle.

“Where are you now?”

She could only lie to him to prevent him from asking her questions as it would only complicate things if

she explained further. “I‘m still in Bloomstead. I haven‘t gone home yet.”

Knowing that she was still around, Xavier immediately offered, “I‘ll head over to you

now.”

“N–No, it is fine,” she quickly rejected. “I‘m only calling you to tell you that I‘m safe. I still have to meet up

with my friend later. I‘ll see you tomorrow?”

Xavier could tell from her tone that she had something else to do, so he knowingly stopped asking

questions. “Alright then.”

After their call ended, Veronica phoned Yvonne, and as soon as the call was picked up, she went straight

to the point without starting with small talks like they usually would. “Yvie, can you help me with

something?”

“Why are you acting all bashful? What do you need my help with? Just shoot”

This was the second time they spoke on the phone after Yvonne had left Twilight Condominium.

Their first call was when Yvonne had called Veronica to tell her about the good news, which she then

transferred the money right after Matthew and Yvonne had signed the contract.

“Umm… In our earlier conversations, do you remember telling me about your friend who does wedding

planning? Is she any good?” Veronica asked.

Yvonne immediately knew who Veronica was asking about. “Oh, my friend was the planning director of

Bloomstead‘s biggest wedding planning company, but she was laid off after she got pregnant. She is a

full–time mom now. Why do you ask?”

“The thing is,” Veronica began to explain, “I‘m planning to open up a wedding planning company and I

want to hire your friend. The pay will be high.”

Since Matthew had entrusted her to plan the wedding, and even allowed her to claim whatever expenses

she had, she might as well set up a new company, and earn as much as she could from him!

After arriving at Dragon‘s Creek Villa, Matthew parked his car outside the building and went for the

doorbell after getting out of his car. A servant soon came out to greet Matthew with a bow. “Ah! You are

here, Young Master Matthew! Come on in.”

Ignoring the servant‘s passionate welcome, Matthew merely glanced over at the servant coldly and

asked, “Where is Tiffany?”

“I see. You are here to see Miss Larson!” The servant happily laughed as she brought Matthew along to

the main hall of the villa. “Please, come in! Miss Larson came home early because she hasn‘t been

feeling well. She is currently resting in her bedroom.”

After entering the hall, the servant walked briskly toward Tiffany‘s parents and carefully announced, “Sir,

Madam. Young Master Matthew is here.”

The couple sitting on the sofa had been worried about their daughter‘s condition the whole day, but as

soon as they learned that Matthew had paid them a visit, they were off the couch the next second to

welcome him.

“Matthew! You are here to see Tiffy, yes?”

“You are finally here, Matthew. Tiffy has been in bed all day. My husband and I have been so worried!”

The couple started speaking one after another.

They were confused by Matthew‘s sudden appearance at their residence, but they soon considered the

possibility of him and Tiffany having conflict with one another being the reason for Tiffany‘s bad state the

whole day.

However…

Why did Matthew have such a sour look on his face?

“She hasn‘t been feeling well?” Matthew repeated. He tilted his head slightly toward the second floor of

the villa, and his cold eyes squinted as he stared. “I‘ll go take a look.”

Matthew wanted to take a good look at the woman. He was truly intrigued by how ‘unwell‘ someone who

could lay hands on her own sister be.

He then strode his way up the stairs after he said his fill.

Floch began to follow after Matthew, only to be stopped by Rachel before he could take a step. “Geez,

what are you trying to do? Let the younglings handle it themselves. Where are you sticking your nose

into?” she reprimanded.

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“Did you see the look on Matthew‘s face?” Floch worriedly asked. “What if it is something serious?”