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Chapter 535 Yvie, You’re Not a Good Girl Anymore
“What about you?” Crayson asked while putting the cup of tea in front of Veronica. “Me?” Veronica
smiled brightly before turning to glance at Matthew. Resting her head on his shoulder, she held his arm,
saying, “I want to be with Matt, of course. You can’t stop us this time, Master Crayson. You know how
much he’s done for me in Castron this time.
I’m touched, and I’m also grateful for that.” As she spoke, she patted his knee and took his left hand
before entwining her fingers with his. “So, I want to swear to you that I’ll marry no one else but him.”
That was right; she’d marry no one else but Matthew. As long as she was still able to remain unscathed
in the end, she’d definitely go to him and ask him to marry her.
Matthew looked as usual when Veronica’s words reached his ears, but the look in his obsidian-like
eyes was unfathomable. Turning his head slightly, he fixed her with a meaningful and probing look.
Sitting across from them, Crayson drank his tea without looking up. Then, he heaved a long sigh. “Sigh,
there’s nothing I can do about the affairs of young people like you. I’m too old for that.” After a long
while, he nodded. “Okay, I’ll discuss it with your parents later.”
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“Alright, but you have to put in some good words for me in front of my parents. Otherwise, I’ll quit being
your apprentice,” Veronica said like a spoiled child.
Amused by her adorable and witty demeanor, Crayson smiled from ear to ear while stretching out his
hand to poke her forehead. “Look at that happy-go-lucky manner of yours! I wonder what Matthew likes
about you.”
Veronica bragged cheekily, “He likes me because I’m good-looking, of course. I look cute and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtattractive. What a sweetheart I am!”
Matthew went along with her. “Uh-huh. Roni is the prettiest woman ever.”
Veronica laughed smugly. After a long time, she came to the point, asking, “Let’s cut to the chase,
Master Crayson. If I’m right, Floch and Rachel were supposed to take orders from you in the past.
Have they gone rogue now?” If it hadn’t been the case, Crayson wouldn’t have warned her to stay
away from the couple in Castron a few days ago.
At the mention of this, Crayson paused for a moment. After taking a sip of his tea, he plonked the
teacup on the table to vent his resentment. “Sigh… Let’s not talk about the couple. Just be careful of
them.”
As it turned out, Floch and Rachel used to address him as “Mr. Crayson” and took orders from him.
However, several months ago, the mystery man behind the scenes contacted Floch and sent the
couple a video, causing them to turn traitor instantly. The video was about how the child born to the
couple was raised by the hidden clan before dying in an accident. Fearing that Floch and Rachel would
be devastated by the death of their child, the hidden clan had kept it a secret, not daring to tell the
couple about it.
When the mystery man behind the scenes found out about Tiffany and Veronica, he first devised a plan
to kill Tiffany. However, after learning of Floch and Rachel’s biological child, he changed his plan at the
last minute, deciding to take Tiffany back to Castron and use her to his advantage. In the meantime, he
had several psychiatrists brainwash the couple, eventually beguiling them into submitting to him.
Naturally, Crayson was furious at the couple’s treachery, but he also sympathized with them for their
loss.
“I got it.” Understanding what Crayson meant, Veronica stopped fretting about it. She asked, “When
should I return to the hidden clan, then? What is my purpose in doing so?”
“The original plan is that you have to return to the hidden clan in a year. But now that the situation has
gotten out of control, you have to return to the hidden clan within half a year.”
She asked, “In that case, won’t they do anything to me while I’m in Bloomstead?” Since those people
wanted to make Tiffany their puppet, they’d certainly hope that she’d become the real heir to the hidden
clan. On the other hand, Veronica was an unnecessary hindrance that had to be gotten rid of.
“Not even a powerful outsider can overwhelm a local tyrant. This is Matthew’s territory, so they won’t try
anything. And besides, if they want to substitute you with Tiffany, they still have too many things to do,”
Crayson explained as he analyzed the current situation. Then, he continued, “While they’re making
preparations, we have to make preparations for that, too. And you…” He looked at Veronica. “You have
to put all your work aside. I’ll take you somewhere for closed training.” They had to batten down the
hatches. Veronica was still lacking in many aspects. In order for everything to go even more smoothly
for her in the future, he still had to train her with greater intensity. He said to Matthew, “If you want to
marry Veronica, you have to wait until she’s done taking care of the hidden clan’s affairs.”
“I’d like to marry Roni first.” Matthew made himself clear. From start to finish, he had never asked if
Veronica would no longer return or how he was supposed to be together with her if she were to return
to the hidden clan and become the next head of the clan. Even so, the fact that he never asked about it
didn’t mean that he had never pondered over this.
“Didn’t Master Crayson say that I still have to undergo training? I still have to return to the hidden clan
to deal with things, so I don’t have time to—” Veronica argued in an attempt to refuse him.
However, before she could finish her sentence, Matthew cut her short. Fixing her with a frosty stare, he
said, “We’ll get married after your training at the latest!” He sounded like he was merely notifying
Veronica instead of consulting her.
The smile on Veronica’s face froze instantly. Knitting her brows slightly, she pursed her red lips as
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsadness surged up within her. After squeezing Matthew’s hand, she finally forced a smile, saying,
“Even so, you have to ask Master Crayson if he’s okay with it. One has to gain permission from their
parents to get married, so it’s not up to me whether we can get married by then.”
“Your idea isn’t impossible.” Crayson didn’t reject the idea. “If you two are certain by then that you want
to get married, Matthew has to make preparations in advance in Bloomstead. It’ll be nice since nothing
will hold us up.”
Veronica was rendered speechless. Have you two asked for my opinion on this? After pondering for a
moment, she agreed in resignation, “Well, I’ll do as you say.” Nobody knows how long the training will
take, so everything can wait until the training is over.
…
Meanwhile, at the hotel, Yvonne was sitting alone on the living room couch and watching television.
Her mind was in a fog; she was so spaced-out that she had no idea what was playing on TV.
Just then, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.
Yvonne darted a look at the phone’s screen and saw the name “Conny” displayed on it.
After seeing the name, she instantly became furious from the bottom of her heart. She sat on the couch
for a long time without moving while staring at the phone’s screen, unblinking.
The phone call was automatically cut off before her phone rang again.
Only then did she answer the phone and put it on speaker. Sitting cross-legged on the couch with a
cushion in her arms, she quietly waited for the caller to speak.
“Where’s Veronica?” As soon as the phone call was put through, Conrad immediately questioned
Yvonne where Veronica was with no intention of explaining himself to her.
Provoked by his attitude, Yvonne flew into a rage. “Why should I tell you that?!”
“Yvie, you’re not acting like a good girl anymore.”
These words were spoken tenderly, but they took on a sinister note as they came out of Conrad’s
mouth.