Matthew raised his brows and casually stated, "Everyone has to go through some turmoil if they want to be a member of the Kings Family. If this situation cannot be handled properly, she is unfit to be your godgranddaughter."
"You..." Elizabeth sighed and inquired, "You mean, you're going to let the girl handle it herself?"
"Exactly."
Elizabeth nodded as she listened to his words, replying, "You're right. Okay, let's just go with it. I'm an old lady, so I won't interfere." "Hmm."
Elizabeth abruptly hung up the phone.
The issue Veronica was dealing with became increasingly heated, to the point where she received a late-night call from her parents.
Her heart twitched as she saw the phone call from her adoptive mother, Daniella. "Mom?"
"Oh, Roni. Where are you now? Are you okay?"
Daniella was distraught on the other end of the phone, fearful that Veronica would be suffering.
"I'm okay, Mom. I'm fine."
She didn't want her adoptive mother to be worried.
Daniella reprimanded her as soon as she finished her sentence. "Are you adamant that you're fine? Your father and I have both watched the news on television. You can come home if things get too difficult. Home is better than anywhere else."
"Mom, I'm perfectly fine. I can handle this minor inconvenience."
Veronica consoled Daniella and continued to say nice things until she persuaded her adoptive mother that she didn't need to come to Bloomstead.
That night, because the apartment where Veronica lived was exposed, a large number of reporters surrounded the apartment.
Therefore, she stayed at Yvonne's apartment.
Xavier and Conrad left late at night.
Yvonne lay on the bed after washing up, her elbows on the bed and her chin supported, looking at Veronica. "What are your thoughts? You couldn't possibly say Conny isn't good right now, could you? He has been running back and forth since your incident, and I was so moved by him."
She curled her lips as she spoke, "On the other hand, that cretinous Matthew actually distanced himself from you in public even when you're struggling with what's going on right now. Such a bast*rd!"
"He’s wise enough to look after his own hide. He is indeed a businessman, so treacherous," she muttered as she turned over, tugging at the quilt, and wrapped herself tightly.
After that, Veronica began watching a live broadcast of a game on her phone, and she was watching Vincere Games play a game against a skilled team from other provinces.
As a result, she didn't really listen to Yvonne's words.
However, she had long anticipated Yvonne's praise for Conrad.
"Having said that, I would also like to thank you."
"Speaking of which, this is the first time I've slept in the same bed with another woman after graduation." Veronica frowned as she leaned sideways on the head of the bed and tilted her head to look at Yvonne.
She changed the subject. After experiencing such an incident, Veronica discovered Yvonne to be a very good person who was willing to take risks for her friends.
Such a girl deserved deep friendship and, more importantly, protection.
Nevertheless, she was still concerned about Conrad.
"Hey, you're the first woman to sleep in my bed since I was a child. It's a great honor for you."
"Oh yes, yes. It’s my honor."
Veronica chuckled.
The two of them then lay on the bed, chatting.
Ring, ring...
A phone call came in.
Xavier, who was at the Crawfords' residence, answered the phone after hesitatingly looking at Tiffany's caller ID on the phone screen.
As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard her soft laughter from the other side, "Congratulations, you will soon get what you want."
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