Chapter 133
Even if he had
no desire to marry her, he would still need to obey Elizabeth. There was nothing at all to worry about.
“Why did Thomas call you? Is it regarding the wedding?” Rachel was gently brushing her face, massagin
g it with a jade roller.
“The wedding is canceled.” Tiffany, seemingly aggrieved, went and sat down on the couch. Her eyes, fille
d with anger and reluctance, were reddened.
In response, Rachel immediately
stopped her massage and put aside the jade roller, staring at her daughter who was about to burst into te
ars. “What‘s the matter? Why did he do that out of nowhere?”
“How would I know? That Veronica b*tch may even be the one causing it!”
“Veronica shouldn‘t have the power to meddle in a marriage in the Kings Family.” Floch shook his head. “
It must be moreplicated than it seems, so don‘t look too much into it. Even if Matthew doesn‘t want t
o get married, we still have Old Mrs. Kings. So all you have to do is visit her more often,” heforted hi
s daughter and let out a deep sigh.
“Yes, your dad‘s right. All of Bloomstead knows that Old Mrs. Kings is dying to have a great–
grandchild. It‘s only a matter of time until she finds out about the one inside you. Don‘t you know who‘s th
e powerholder in the Kings Family?” Rachel shook her head. Although she sounded rather scornful, she
was actually concerned for her daughter.
“I know that. That‘s why I‘m going to see Matthew before visiting the Kings Residence.”
Tiffany grabbed a piece of tissue and wiped her tears. If she hadn‘t known about Elizabeth being
theirst card, she would have been throwing a tantrum in her room, falling extremely depressed, before
she went downstairs.
Ring... ring... All of a sudden, Floch‘s phone on the table rang, to which he grabbed it and answered the c
all. “What is it?” – vonia
“What? She was set up in Almeida?”
“Who did it?”
“Go see to it now, fool!”
Onis having blurted a few simple sentences, Floch ended the call and turned around with his gaze brushi
ng over Tiffany and falling onto Rachel. With a frown, he imed, “I was informed that Veronica falling int
o a river in Almeida some time ago was actually a set–up to kill her off.”
“Yeah, didn‘t you guys know?” Tiffany peered at her parents in confusion.
“How did you know?” Floch and Rachel quizzed in unison with their eyes fixated on
Tiffany.
“I overheard Thomas‘s phone call a few days ago, and knew about it by ident,” Tiffany answered hon
estly. Although she knew Veronica identally fell into the river, and was washed away by the violent flo
od, she did not know the entire thing was orchestrated.
With a strict re, Rachel hesitated for a moment
before asking, “You have no hand in this, do you, Tiffy?”
“What? Of course not! If I were to go against her, I‘ll make sure she has no chance
to survive in my scheme. Lucky her!” Tiffany scoffed. She would give up pretty much everything to have
Veronica dead.
“Listen to me, Tiffy. No matter what happens, do noty a finger on Veronica.”
“Why not? You‘re not trying to protect her, are you, Mom?”
“You nuts? You‘re now Matthew‘s fiancée, and Veronica is Old Mrs. Kings‘ recognized god–
granddaughter. If you dare touch Veronica, the entire Kings Family will be alerted. Imagine how long it‘s
gonna take until you and Matthew finally get married.”
“I‘m aware of everything you said, or I would have made a move on her.” Tiffany tossed the tissue in her
hand into the rubbish bin and turned toward the door. “I‘m gonna go see Matthew. Bye–bye.”
Right now, her most important mission was to utilize the child in her abdomen as leverage to reel Matthe
w in as soon as possible; she would give anything to aplish said mission. She put on
her shoes in the entryway and grabbed the car keys before driving out of the residence.
The sound of the car engine gradually waned, and when itpletely dispersed, Rachel looked at Floch
with aplex, knowing, and ambiguous look. “It seems Tiffany really didn‘t do it. But who else would be
targeting her? Have you found it out?” she hastily interrogated her husband.
Floch took a puls of the cigarette between
his fingers and shook his head. “We have vento find the person. But I was told that Matthew is looking int
o it as well, so perhaps…” He froze for a second with his cigarette between his fingers before looking bac
k at Rachel with an insecure frown. “It seems… the inevitable hase.”
Done with her work in the Konig Company, Veronica bid her farewell to Xavier. “I‘m leaving, Bro.”
Xavier, who was preupied by his tasks, saw her standing by his office door
and paused on his work. “Where are you heading to? Let me send you.”
“It‘s okay. I‘m visiting Old Mrs. Kings today.”
“I‘ll send you. I have nothing left to do anyway.” After organizing the files on his desk, he got up and walk
ed toward her. “It‘ll take almost one hour to get to
Kings Residence from here. You sure you wanna take the cab?”
Take the cab? Veronica didn‘t intend to take the cab and was actually nning to ask Matthew for a ride.
However, after wondering for a while, she finalized that it wouldn‘t be too much of a burden to Xavier sinc
e she would be leaving Bloomstead very soon. And so, the two took the elevator downstairs. After acquiri
ng some fruits, she got into Xavier‘s vehicle and they began their trip to Kings Residence.
On their way to Kings Residence, Veronica, sitting in the passenger seat, fell into deep contemtion, lea
He suddenly asked, “Does Matthew know you‘re going back?” Xavier wasn‘t exactly informed about the re
she chose
to live with him regardless of the marriage engagement between him and Tiffany. But earlier, out of nowhe
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“Yeah, I told him.”
“What did he say?”
“Tsk, what do you expect? ‘Oh, he‘s begging me to stay. You think he‘d say that? It‘s
not like I mean anything to him.” Veronica scoffed. Initially, she chose to stay by Matthew‘s side solely bec
became her priority.
Although Veronica‘s reply came as a surprise to Xavier, it was somewhat reasonable. “When are you n
i
“Next
week, I guess. My father‘s birthday is in a few days. I wanna go home and celebrate it with him.” Besides,
three. If she didn‘t spend more time with him, none could tell how much longer her old man had left.
“What a good daughter.”
“Yeah, I know right? Hahaha!” Veronica raised her head and chortled. The mood in the car quickly grew m
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Shortly after, they arrived at Kings–
Residence. When Xavier‘s car stopped, Matthew‘s car was driven over and parked right beside it.