Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 185

After being silent for a moment, Matthew continued, "Pass down my order and call off this wedding at once."

"Alright." Thomas nodded, and his eyes flashed slightly. Then, he deliberately uttered, "By now, everyone in Bloomstead knows that today is your wedding day. If you call it off now, how will you explain it to these outsiders?"

A slight smile formed on the corner of Matthew's lips after he heard that. Showing no sign of anger and with a relieved smile, Matthew said, "I have my own planning."

"Young Master Matthew, are you going to makeshift your plan and propose to Miss Murphy?"

The reason Thomas asked that was because he knew Matthew better than anyone else. Hence, Thomas had already expected that Matthew would do so.

Upon hearing that, Matthew kept quiet, meaning he tacitly approved of what Thomas had asked.

Later, Thomas took out his phone and said, "There's one more thing that I think you should take a look at." He clicked on the video, and the video on the phone started playing slowly while accompanied by the audio.

In the video, Tiffany sat helplessly on the ground. She looked helter-skelter and pitiful. "Did Veronica send you guys here? Don't touch me," cried Tiffany.

"We're paid to do this. We don't need to know who paid us, but our paymaster said we can spare your life in exchange for the child in your womb!"

Upon hearing that, Tiffany exclaimed, "C-Child? No! No! Absolutely not!" Face turned pale with fright, she clutched her stomach and moved back a little. "It must be that b*tch, Veronica! It's her, isn't it!? I forced her to abort her child back then, so now, she's going to bury my child together with hers? "

"Stop with this nonsense! Guys, hurry up and kill her child."

Once again, Tiffany sobbed. "No, the child is innocent. S-Spare my child, please. How much did Veronica pay you? I'll pay you twice the amount. I have the money. I'm rich. I can even pay you guys ten times the amount."

"We have our work ethics," said the bald guy who seemed like the group's

leader.

Still, Tiffany begged for her life and even directly kneeled on the ground and kowtowed to them. Just then, the person standing on one side said to the bald man, "Bro, if she can give us ten times the money, that will be more than that of the amount the woman paid us. And if we include this smooth-skinned woman in the payment, it looks to me like we're on the profiting side."

At once, terror rooted Tiffany to the ground after she heard that. However, these men constantly threatened her with the child in her womb.

Therefore, in order to keep the child, Tiffany was left with no choice. In the end, she gave them a check for 2 million and was assaulted by those six men in turn.

As he watched until the end of the video, Matthew was enraged, and his facial expression turned icy cold.

At the same time, the dance performance in the grand hall on the first floor had ended. It was almost time for the opening of the wedding to begin. The video broadcast team was getting ready to display the wedding photos of Matthew and Tiffany that they had saved.

Unexpectedly, instead of wedding photos, a video started to be broadcasted on the huge screen.

In the video, Tiffany was tied up and thrown into a warehouse. As she sat helplessly on the ground, she looked helter-skelter and pitiful. "Did Veronica send you guys here? Don't touch me," cried Tiffany.

"Were paid to do this. We don't need to know who paid us, but our paymaster said we can spare your life in exchange for the child in your womb!"

All seats were occupied in the grand hall located on the first floor. Initially, all the guests present wanted to take a glimpse of the joyful moment photos between Tiffany and Matthew. However, who would have thought that the screen broadcasted a kidnapping video for everyone to watch. In an instant, the crowd was in an uproar.

"Veronica Murphy? Isn't she the daughter of the Larsons who got exiled?"

"F*ck! This is madness!"

"Oh, my. This person named Veronica is one dare-devil!"

Soon, everyone started whispering, and the atmosphere of the entire hall instantly boiled with buzzing sounds of discussions.

In the meantime, Veronica, who was standing in the grand hall, felt her whole mind go blank upon witnessing this scene. The next moment, she trotted backstage while holding the walkie-talkie and shouting crazily, "V-Video! The video! Someone turn off the video immediately! Do it now! Who freaking allowed you all to broadcast this video?"