Crayson didn't answer Veronica's question. Instead, he smoked his cigarette and stared with his shining eyes at Matthew walking upstairs.
That look made Veronica's heart tingle.
Could it be that he suspected Matthew's identity?
"You've been with Iron Pillar for a while. What do you think of him?" Crayson avoided Veronica's question and focused on Matthew instead.
Veronica noticed a clue and asked. "He's honest and simple, not bad. Why?"
"Lately, Eleanor has been getting close to him. I'm afraid she has some ulterior motives. Be careful," Crayson warned.
"Heh."
Veronica sneered, leaned down, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and cleared her throat. "Based on your analysis, you underestimate Eleanor too much. If she really wants to make a move on Iron Pillar, her actions would be too obvious for anyone to see."
She wanted to say that Eleanor simply had a crush on Matthew, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"Hmm."
Crayson nodded in agreement, then shook his head. "Ah, I've been thinking the same thing. But why is she getting close to Iron Pillar? Could it be that she really just wants to learn cooking?"
"In the future, just be cautious of Iron Pillar. As long as you don't reveal any important information to him, he won't be of any value to Eleanor."
Veronica made a suggestion and continued, "Observe a little longer. When the time comes, we can't lose our composure."
"Good point."
Crayson took a puff of his cigarette, and a faint smoke wafted from his nose, shrouding his face full of vicissitudes, making him look even more melancholic.
Veronica wondered what he was thinking. After pondering for a while with a furrowed brow, he suddenly looked up. "Oh, I forgot about the main matter. Eleanor invites you and Iron Pillar to the palace for a banquet tomorrow."
"A banquet?"
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