Seeing how simple both the woman and her place were, it was certainly unbelievable for the woman to be Elizabeth's god-granddaughter as she had claimed.
What a load of bollocks, thought the police officer before he incredulously asked, "Who did you say your god-grandmother is?"
"My god-grandmother is Old Mrs. Kings of the unbeatable Kings Family!" Veronica explained earnestly, "The Kings that make up a quarter of The Four Big Families of Bloomstead, mind you."
Instead of being intimidated, the police officers began to look at each other as they sniggered.
Then, one of them decided to speak up, "Young Master Matthew already called us earlier regarding a case of someone stealing his wine. We have filed a case for him. So please, follow us back to the station so that we can further investigate this."
Despite inwardly cursing the situation out with all her might, she managed to give a calm response. "Oh, alright then. Give me a moment to change into something else," she replied with her face full of smiles.
That sh*thead Matthew just wasn't capable of behaving like a proper human being.
She knew that he was going to call the cops on her, but she had not expected him to do it so quickly—she didn't even get the chance to put the alcohol back!
After changing her clothes while grumbling her way through, she finally stepped out of the room in a different outfit, where her reappearance had caught a few of the police officers by surprise. "Wait, are you... Tiffany Larson, the No. 1 Talented Girl from the Larson's Family?"
"She looks like Tiffany Larson, but her vibe is definitely different," another officer expressed his observation.
"Oh, she is Larson's other daughter that went missing when she was a baby. They had it announced to the public not long ago. She grew up in the boonies. That must be why she can't compare to Tiffany Larson's elegance. But I have to say, this
lady here might be prettier than Tiffany Larson."
As though Veronica was an item placed on a shelf, the police officers began to evaluate her amongst themselves as they looked at her from head to toe.
Since the Larsons had revealed Veronica's identity to the public, it was no surprise that they knew about her.
However, no one other than the people in the upper-class circle would know about her becoming Elizabeth's godgranddaughter since Elizabeth had intended to only announce it on the day of her birthday celebration.
Somewhat offended by them openly judging her, Veronica walked past them and decided to walk ahead instead. "Aren't we going to the police station? Let's go."
At once, some of the police officers began to lower their guards after learning about her identity, but the chattering never ceased even as they followed closely behind her.
"She really is from the boonies, huh? Just
stealing everything she sees."
"Maybe it isn't as simple as it seems. She did say that Young Master Matthew was the one who gave it to her and that Old Mrs. Kings was her god-grandmother."
"Come on, you think Old Mrs. Kings would take a village girl in as her godgranddaughter? You're overestimating this young lady."
"Right. She must have been blabbering nonsense. Why would Young Master Matthew call the police on her if what she said was true?"
"That is hard to say. Young Master Matthew made us come over here even though he himself knows where she lives. This is something that someone of his capability can solve at a snap of his fingers, and yet, he wanted to do it the hard way. I don't think we should completely disregard what she said."
"But we can't completely believe her either." "That is true."
As Veronica walked in front, she could hear the whisperings happening behind her, but she chose not to say anything despite feeling frustrated by it.
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