Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 365

In other words, at least three people with a height of nearly 5'11" are visiting Master Crayson.

But it's the 23rd of December in the Gregorian calendar, which is the day before Christmas Eve. Who will come here?

The most significant part is that the shoe prints look new, and Master Crayson isn’t here either. Where could he go?

Therefore, she got up and followed those shoe prints all the way back. She found herself at the other end of the back mountain as she walked.

Just when Veronica was puzzled and looked around, she abruptly discovered several people standing together in the woods behind the mountain.

Startled, Veronica immediately squatted down and looked at them from a distance.

Once she took a closer look, she surprisingly realized that Crayson was standing together with three tall men.

While Crayson stood with his hands behind his back and head held high, the three men opposite him held their hands in front of them and bowed their heads slightly respectfully.

Veronica felt a chill down her spine as she witnessed this scene.

Who are these guys? And, what exactly is Master Crayson's identity?

Suddenly, she remembered the person who looked like Crayson she saw on Mudwood Street the other day.

Was I really mistaken?

Also, was Master Crayson really in the company's office? Or was he just coming back from outside and happened to enter the company and meet Shirley when I saw him in Encounters Bridal Store that day?

As she started pondering on the matter, she couldn't help the growing sense of fear.

She knew that Crayson had sharp eyes and even more sensitive hearing, so she did not dare to stay. Therefore, she could only creep forward and leave quietly.

When she was back at the door, she sat by the door and continued to wait for Crayson.

However, Veronica abruptly thought of something that made her heart lurch in her chest with fear while she waited. "Oh, sh*t!"

I was observing the shoe prints on the ground earlier and followed them to find Master Crayson. So, naturally, I must have also left my tracks!

I'm afraid—Master Crayson will surely find out!

Veronica fell into deep thought as she saw her set of footprints. Then, she walked in that direction again.

She carefully followed the shoe prints that she had left before, as she shouted while walking toward that eerie scene, "Master Crayson? Master? Master?"

At first, her voice was relatively low. Veronica only amplified her voice a little when she was about to reach the spot she discovered them just now. "Master? Master Crayson? Where are you?"

Not only that, she slowed down her pace. Thinking that those people would have enough time to hide, only then did Veronica walk forward quickly and continue to shout.

Although Veronica had already spotted Crayson when she came over, she pretended not to see him and kept shouting at the top of her voice.

"Oh, my ears! Be quiet! What are you yelling about?!" Crayson came out of the woods with two bundles of firewood on his shoulders. He effortlessly carried them as he made his way toward her. "When did you arrive?"

"Hahaha! I finally found you, Master Crayson!"

Smiling, Veronica trotted toward him. However, her eyes reflexively glanced at the spot where Crayson was standing and conspiring with several people.

Sure enough, there was no one there any longer.

"Why do you get so much firewood? I've told you many times, haven't 1? Just stay over at my place if the weather is cold. So, why are you still burning firewood? Don't you know it's dangerous?"

Burning firewood was certainly not a big deal if it was an ordinary house. Unfortunately, there were plenty of flammable items in Crayson's home. Furthermore, he lived there alone. Hence, it was really worrying.

"We can't avoid doing something essential just because of a slight risk." As Crayson spoke, he halted his tracks. Then, he put down the firewood on his shoulder and looked at Veronica. "Here! You're strong enough. Carry this firewood for me."

Veronica went speechless at his shameless request. Afterward, she pouted, walked over, and carried the firewoods obediently. "They're so heavy!"

"Where did all your energy to nag from earlier have gone to? Hurry up, and let's go!" Crayson ordered Veronica, showing no mercy at all.

Veronica walked forward staggeringly as she carried the bundle of firewood.

As a result, her feet slipped as she walked, and she fell to the ground with a loud 'thud'. "Ouch! My butt—"

"Useless!" Crayson snorted with contempt as he grabbed her by the collar to pull her up. "You can't carry the firewoods on your shoulders, and you can't carry them with your hands. So what can you do?"

As he spoke, he picked up the firewood and walked back.

In the meantime, Veronica followed behind and moped. "It's not like it's normal for me to carry firewood. So, how am I able to do it?"