Chapter 3


    Elizabeth turned around, her severe expression instantly easing into a benign smile as she walked up


    to Veronica. “You’re Veronica?” Veronica disliked Matthew, and she felt nothing toward Elizabeth. Still,


    she asked out of courtesy, “What can I do for you, madam?” Elizabeth’s smile broadened into a


    cheerful grin at the word ‘madam.’ “Your looks are average, but you’ve got quite a smooth tongue.”


    Veronica was born with fair skin, so she made a special effort to ck her skin, thicken her eyebrows


    with makeup, and add a lot of freckles to her face. As a result, she did look quite in at first nce.


    Elizabeth took Veronica’s hand affectionately, saying, “Youngdy, I’m old, and I just want to have a


    great-grandson. I’ve looked into your background, so I know your parents are being hospitalized.


    You’re a nice kid who works part-time after work to earn money to support your family. As long as


    you’re willing to bear a child for our family, I’ll agree to whatever terms you wish.” Veronica’s eyes


    widened; she shook off Elizabeth’s hand as if she had gotten an electric shock. “No, no, no, madam. I


    know you want to have a great-grandson, but this is a family matter for you guys. I’ve got absolutely


    nothing to do with it.” Are you kidding me? This is a bit too hasty. Don’t tell me I’m gonna have to bear a


    child for the Kings Family just because I have slept with Matthew. What does that make of me, huh?


    Meanwhile, Tiffany arrived at Hilton Restaurant, but it wasn’t until half an hour after she arrived that


    Matthew turned up. “Sorry for keeping you waiting.” Matthew walked in, dressed in a ck shirt paired


    with a silvery-gray and white striped suit. With his matchless good-looking features, he oozed seductive


    charm with only a slight curl of his thin lips, causing Tiffany’s heart to go pit-a-pat and her eyes to ze


    over slightly. Tiffany had seen Matthew on TV before. At this very moment, however, she felt that the


    broad-shouldered and slender man before her was exuding the regal air of a noble prince through his


    every pore while giving off a chilly vibe that would keep any strangers away. Restraining herself despite


    her fluttering heart, she stood up and nodded gently out of courtesy. “It’s okay, Young Master Matthew.


    You’re punctual; I’m the one who was early.” Sitting across the table from Tiffany, Matthew shot a


    nce at her before withdrawing his gaze. “What would you like to eat?” Tiffany had little makeup on


    today and was wearing thetest dress from Dior, paired with Gi’s limited-edition earrings and


    ne. She looked very gorgeous, but Matthew, who was already used to seeing all kinds of


    beautiful women, found such “materialistic” beauty vulgar. “Feel free to order whatever you please,N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    Young Master Matthew. I’m fine with anything.” “Uh-huh.” Matthew pressed the call button on the table.


    A waiter immediately entered the private room, upon which Matthew ordered two servings of the


    restaurant’s most expensive lunch set and a bottle of red wine. Sitting cross-legged with his back


    leaning against his chair, he fixed Tiffany with a piercing stare, asking, “Since you’re the daughter of the


    Floch Group’s owner, why were you in the suburbs that day?” He had done a background check on


    Tiffany and learned about her family background after returning to his office. Tiffany’s heart clenched at


    once. Clenching her fists uneasily with a bitter smile, she replied, “To tell you the truth, I was doing food


    delivery because my dad wanted me to see the world. He wanted to see whether I can bear hardships


    to decide whether or not I can take over hispany.” She already had these words down pat long


    ago. Back when Matthew asked to meet her a weekter, she had told her parents about the whole


    situation. Having expected Matthew to ask such a question, they went out of their way to learn about


    where the car ident had happened and what Veronica had done by having someone check the


    surveince footage of Veronica sending Matthew to the hospital the other day. In order to avoid


    arousing the man’s suspicion, Tiffany really did food delivery for a week, not to mention how many


    grievances she had suffered during that time. Matthew quite agreed with Floch Larson’s approach.


    “Your dad’s idea is pretty nice. It’s a good thing to see the world.” “Yeah, I think what my dad did is


    great too.” “Give me your bank ount number. I’ll have the finance department wire 100 million to you


    tomorrow.” Tiffany didn’t understand what Matthew meant by talking about money all of a sudden.


    “What?” “You risked your life to save me that day. The money’s yourpensation.”