Chapter 743


    Chapter 743 A Familiar Bracelet


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    Eventually, Veronica won the staring contest and Hayley said, “Tanya has met up with Tiffany.”


    She stopped and gave Veronica a moment to think. This meant that Tiffany and Tanya might have


    reached an agreement and were working together. Veronica sneered silently. Man, her n is bullsh*t.


    She just made things that much harder for herself.


    Hayley continued, “I know what your concerns are, but Randy is my son. I can’t just abandon him. Your


    master and I had a conversation. We’re going to seal his memories in a few days and cut off all contact


    between him and Tiffany.”


    Veronica answered, “He’s not the problem. All Tanya needs is Tiffany’s help, and she can usurp the


    n leader. If Tiffany tells everyone who she is, do you think the rebels would keep fighting?”


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    Veronica had no idea how the hidden n worked at first, but after spending some time with them, she


    realized how much they valued bloodline. They would only acknowledge their new leader if their blood


    was legitimate. Tiffany looked just like her. If she told everyone she was Hayley’s daughter, and that


    she supported Tanya, the rebels would stop protesting.


    Now Veronica knew why the mysterious Castron guy wanted to keep Tiffany around. They could use


    her to take Tanya’s position as leader away, or they could work with her and share the n’s resources.


    Either way, they would lose nothing in this deal.


    “Our n is…” Since they couldn’t hide it anymore, Hayley told Veronica about their n.


    Veronica said nothing even after she heard the n.


    They had lunch together in the vi. On their way back, Veronica felt frustrated all of a sudden, so she


    took a stroll with Mateo in the marketce.


    A whileter, Mateo needed to relieve himself, so he went to the bathroom. “I need to use the restroom.


    Give me a minute.”


    Veronica stood in front of a shop. She saw a mobile phone shop not far away and wanted to take a


    look. The hidden n used an internalwork and all their phones were made for the nsmen, but


    she still needed one for convenience’s sake.


    Just when she was about to go, someone stopped her. “Come with me, Miss Murphy,” the man said in


    Trs.


    Veronica blinked and stared at the man before her. He was wearing hidden n attire, and a ck


    shawl covered his head. His skin was tanned, but his eyes were sharp. This was no ordinary man.


    “Why should I?” It hadn’t been long since she came to the n. A lot of the people around her knew


    how to speak Trs, but she didn’t find it weird. Most people who did speak Trs must be working for a


    bigshot.


    “Because of this.” He raised his hand and showed her a golden bracelet that was lying in his palm.


    It was a familiar bracelet. She had worn it for almost a year, after all. “Let’s go,” she said.


    The man extended his hand and led her into an alleyway. They made a left turn and passed three


    streets before finally arriving at a hidden private tea shop.


    It was a three-story building, and the ushers were wearing hidden n attire as well. When they saw


    the pair approaching the shop, the ushers said something in hidden nnguage. It meant ‘wee’.


    Veronica was grateful for the trantor device Matthew gave her, or thenguage barrier would have


    stopped her from doing a lot of things here.