Chapter 1276
Chapter 1276 Exactly the Same
Tiffany, with her swollen cheek, would even feel her cheek twitch in pain when she spoke.
Butpared to the deafness and pain in her cheeks, she no longer cared about the pain on her face.
No matter where it hurt, it was not as painful as Hendrey''s words.
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The kind of ice-cold feeling as if plunging into an icy cer struck her, and she felt the chill engulfing
her, causing her whole body to tremble.
Tiffany gradually released Hendrey''s hand and fell weakly to the ground.
Due to inertia, her cheek muscles also trembled, pulling on her swollen face and causing excruciating
pain. Despite that, she remained unaware of the pain.
With lifeless eyes, she stared ahead in disbelief as she raised her hand to touch her ear. She couldn''t
ept the fact that she had gone deaf.
"N-No, it''s not possible. I can''t be deaf. I''m not..."
She used to be the most dazzling star in Bloomstead. But now that she had taken a fall, she suddenly
didn''t know what to do.
As Tiffany thought of the instigator, her blurred gaze gradually focused. She curved her fingers over her
ears, clenching her fists tight, and spat through gritted teeth, "Veronica Murphy! You and I are
enemies!"
She murmured word by word, almost using all her strength for each word, her voice trembling
uncontrobly.
Even as Hendrey looked at her expression of unbearable pain, he showed no sympathy.
Instead, he sarcastically said, "You did what you did even though you knew it wouldn''t turn out the way
you wanted it to. You brought this upon yourself." He turned around and walked to a nearby chair. He
looked sharp as he crossed his legs and reminded her, "I repeatedly warned you before joining the
hidden n not to provoke Veronica. Didn''t you understand what I meant?"
"I..."
Because of her deafness, Tiffany couldn''t hear his words clearly. She couldn''t hear anything from her
left ear that felt like there was cotton stuffed in it. It drove her crazy.
The enraged woman wanted to refute Hendrey''s words, but she didn''t know what to say.
After a while, Hendrey continued, "Do what you''re supposed to do and stay away from her. Otherwise,
not even your Creator can save you."
He had helped thest time at the pce''s banquet when Veronica wanted to kill Tiffany.
If it weren''t because she was still useful in certain ways, Hendrey would never have saved this foolish
woman.
"You''d better shape up."
Hendrey left the bedroom after saying these words.
Walking to the living room door, he instructed the guard standing at the door, "Keep an eye on her.
Don''t let her out."
"Yes, Mr. Johnson."
The guard nodded slightly and immediately signaled to someone nearby to stand guard at the door.
After leaving the residence, Hendrey drove away in his sedan, intending to visit Zac and discuss a
strategy with him.
As the sedan moved slowly through the streets, he couldn''t help but gaze at the shops on both sides of
the road.
Suddenly, a few silhouettes caught his eye.
He saw Veronica, apanied by a woman in a red dress, waving her hand at the entrance of a shop
not far away. Standing next to Veronica was a man.
The man who had his hands in the pockets of his loose casual pants stood tall and exuded a
compelling aura.
Hendrey adjusted his gold-rimmed sses and took a closer look. Wasn''t that... "Iron Pir? No, that
can''t be."
In his mind, scenes from the bonfire feast outside the pce where he had a confrontation with "Iron
Pir" shed back.
Even though "Iron Pir" didn''t attack and only defended himself, he effortlessly fended off his attacks.
At that time, Hendrey had already sensed that this person had astonishing skills, but he didn''t think
much of it.
But from this angle, the man called "Iron Pir" didn''t have the hunched posture he usually had.
Except for having a slightly darkplexion, an average appearance, and a mole on his face, Iron
Pir''s figure and demeanor were exactly the same as Matthew''s.