Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 298

Other than Yvonne and Conrad, no one appeared that night.

Veronica didn’t anticipate Matthew with bated breath, but when he didn't appear, she felt a little empty.

Someone came to see her after she had been in the detention room for the whole morning. She raised her eyes to take a look and was surprised to see that the person standing at the door of the detention room... was Tiffany.

A few thugs couldn't help but whisper when they saw Tiffany at the door.

"They look exactly the same."

"They’re d*mn charming."

"I remember seeing them on television."

"How is that possible?"

"It's true. The one standing outside is Miss Larson and the one in front of us appears to be the Larsons' abandoned daughter."

Hearing his words, the thug was punched by a few of his mates.

"You already know who she is. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"You almost had me killed."

"If you do this again, I will lose my life."

"Sh*t. It's the Larsons. This is frightening."

After whacking their mate, the thugs approached Veronica and apologized, "Goddess, we're sorry for offending you yesterday.” "Please, our heroine, spare your life. My name is Kenzo Gayu. Please let me know if you require anything else in the future. I will do anything to fulfill your request."

"Yes, yes. My name is Spades, like the spades in Poker. Please don't hesitate to contact me if you need anything."

Veronica kept a sharp gaze on them all night; they were all a little sleepy, but they dared not speak.

She found the flattery both amusing and irritating. "Go away," she said coldly to the few people in front of her.

As she said this, she stood up and

walked to the detention room's iron fence. She looked at Tiffany, who still wore her delicate makeup while standing outside. She was dignified and elegant, an illustration of the attitude of a wealthy lady.

"What's the matter?" Veronica leaned against the wall with arms crossed and asked indifferently.

"I warned you yesterday to be more careful," Tiffany, who was carrying a bag, answered with a small smile.

"Was that done by you or someone you knew at the wedding yesterday?" "Neither." Tiffany shook her head. "It was just my guess."

"A speculation? Why don’t you guess the number of the lottery draw tomorrow, Miss Larson, so that I can place a few bets and win the jackpot?"

Veronica knew Tiffany's words were false, so she refused to believe them.

Moreover, the fact that Tiffany had appeared inexplicably downstairs at her apartment that day made her suspicious. There were numerous inklings.

"I can only say you're out of luck." "What do you mean?" Veronica questioned.

"Jackson's wife, Emma, is Damien Mayer's sweetheart. He was pursuing Emma, but she didn't like him because he wasn't as wealthy as Jackson, so she dumped Damien. As a result, Damien has always been vengeful and he exacts his vengeance at her wedding." Tiffany thought for a long time before telling Veronica what she knew.

Veronica frowned slightly as she heard this because she doubted her words.

Conrad should have figured it out long ago if things were as simple as

Tiffany claimed.