Chapter 393


    Chapter 393 Caught Red-Handed


    Hotel Ishton was the amodation Sean reserved for them, and the runway was just nearby. It was a


    convenient ce for them to stay. They came to the hotel an hourter. Veronica went to the reception


    and took their key cards before Mia could evenin.


    Veronica spoke perfect Chinese, and Mia envied her for that. She herself graduated from a famous


    college, but she was not that fluent in Chinese. She could barely hold her own in daily conversations,


    and sometimes she would even fail to express herself. On top of that, Veronica was lithe and beautiful.


    She was just wearing a simple ck trench coat paired with a white sweater and ck pants. It was a


    simplebination, but it still made her look like a supermodel, much to Mia’s envy.


    They took the elevator to their rooms, and after they walked out of the elevator, Veronica ced Mia’s


    luggage right in front of her. “Here’s your key card. Your room’s that way, and my room’s this way.”


    Mia held her bag and looked around. She arrogantly said, “You’re my assistant. Shouldn’t you take my


    luggage the whole way? You’re not doing your job very well.”


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    Veronica just smiled and ced the key card on Mia’s luggage before leaving.


    “Veronica! Get back here! Take my luggage to my room!” she roared at Veronica, but she got no


    response. Veronica went away while she stomped her foot angrily. “Sean will hear about this! You can’t


    let me do everything myself!”


    Veronica unlocked her room’s door, entered her room, and mmed the door shut. She had no time to


    listen to Mia’s babblings. The flight had left her stiff, so she stretched for a bit before lying on the bed. It


    waste at night in Bloomstead, but the sun was shining in Castron. She was not tired after sleeping


    the whole way, so she scrolled through her phone and read through the runway show’s details in the


    company group chat.


    It bored her after a while. She was going to get up and go around town, but her phone rang. “Who’s


    even up at this hour in Bloomstead?”


    Only the people back home would contact her. And it’s the middle of the night now. Is it Matthew? She


    took her phone out, but surprisingly, the caller was Hendrey. Why is he calling me? Veronica was


    puzzled, and she answered the phone. “It’ste, Hendrey. Why the call?”


    “Are you in Larivia now?” Hendrey was workingte into the night, and he did not sleep yet. Ruka had


    told him that Veronica had gone to Larivia for work. The thought that she might get found out worried


    Hendrey.


    “What is it?” Hendrey skipped the formalities and went straight to business. He sounded serious as


    well. She knew he must have something to tell her.


    “I-It’s nothing. Just saying that it’s awless ce there, so stay indoors as much as you can.” He had


    called her by impulse, so Hendrey had no idea how to exin it to her. He was worried someone might


    see her in Castron. If they thought she was Tiffany and took her away to conduct experiments on her,


    they might find out who she really was. That’d be bad.


    “Is that so?” Veronica did not believe it.


    Hendrey said, “Tiffany got on someone’s bad side in Larivia, so you should put some makeup on if


    you’re going out. Don’t want anyone to catch you. That’d be bad,” he lied. It was a lousy excuse, but


    that was the only one he had.


    “She crossed someone?” Veronica knew Tiffany had gone overseas for a while now, back when she


    was doing public welfare activities. She never thought that Tiffany would get on someone’s bad side,


    though. She was grateful that Hendrey told her that, oblivious to the fact that it was a lie. “Thanks,


    Hendrey. I’ll treat you to a meal when I get back.”


    “Don’t worry about it.”


    They made small talk and hung up. She was going to go out earlier, but she decided to stay back and


    game in case she got in trouble.


    Mia ignored her the whole day, while Sean called her at night. He might sound like he was chiding her,


    but the man was actually asking her to tolerate Mia a little. “She can be temperamental,” he said.


    Veronica did not really care. She hung up and slept to shake off the jeg, but she woke up only two


    hourster.


    She was reminded of what Matthew said, and she blushed. Are you kidding me? Are you saying that I


    got a good night’s sleep because we had sex? No. Impossible. I just can’t get used to this bed. After


    that, she washed herself up and put on some makeup. She donned the foreign style getup to make


    going around easier.


    When she met Mia, Mia kept staring at her. She thought this ‘foreigndy’ looked familiar, but she could


    not remember where she saw her. They got into the elevator with the other guests, and Mia’s phone


    suddenly rang. She picked it up. “Tiffany?”


    “Yeah, don’t worry about it. That b*tch is in the same hotel as I am. Sure. Nobody knows us here. I’ll


    teach her a lesson she won’t forget, but don’t forget about your promise too, Tiffany.” Sheughed.


    “You’re the best.” She hung up smugly and muttered, “She’s still noting down? That b*tch. She


    even wants me to wait for her? Damn her.”


    She cursed and called Veronica. Coincidentally, the ‘foreigndy’ got a call as well. Her ringtone was


    thetest pop song back in Bloomstead. Mia frowned and nced at her before going back to her call.


    Veronica held her phone and smiled. Hendrey had called the night before and asked her to be careful,


    so she had put on some makeup just to stay out of trouble. Thanks to that, she overheard an


    interesting conversation. It was surprising that Tiffany and Mia were working together to sabotage her,


    though.


    “Goddammit! She hung up!” Mia’s face darkened.


    Just when she was going to call her again, the ‘foreigndy’ came up to her and patted her shoulders.


    “You’re an orphan, aren’t you, Miss Stuart?”


    The fact that the ‘foreigndy’ had the same voice as Veronica jolted Mia. “V-V-Veronica? Is that you?”


    “Surprise!” She smirked. “Birds of a feather, I guess. Tiffany’s a fool for working with you. You think the


    two of you can trip me up? Your n failed before it even began. One more idiot and we can film The


    Three Stooges woman edition.”


    “I… You…” Mia stammered, and she failed to make a coherent sentence. Her face was beet red. She


    had no idea Veronica was around, and the fact she caught them red-handed was humiliating for her.