Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 497

Perhaps Veronica had exerted too much effort into her act and caused a big ruckus. Even Yvonne, who stood beside her, was startled, let alone the front desk beauty.

The pretty receptionist shuddered at Veronica's hostile reaction and immediately explained. "Miss Murphy, I'm really sorry. This is an order from President Kings. If you—"

As she spoke, she started glancing around for help. When her gaze landed behind Veronica, she felt so relieved that she immediately pointed her finger in that direction. "Miss Murphy, President Kings is here. You can just find him if you have any issues."

Veronica and Yvonne both turned their heads at where the receptionist had gestured. As expected, Matthew was dressed in a neatly pressed suit and had just entered the lobby with his special assistant, Thomas.

Yvonne felt anxiety overwhelming her as she grabbed Veronica and whispered, "Roni, c-can you help me talk to him? I-I'm scared.”

At the same time, Yvonne's mind recalled how the receptionist refused to let them enter the building a while ago. The firm attitude shown by the front desk lady earlier proves that Matthew really hates Veronica.

When she realized that, she became even more anxious and worried. And if I don't take my child and leave at this point, I'm afraid I may not have a chance again in the future.Most importantly, Conny is seriously ill right now; I don't know how much time he has left.

Sure enough, Veronica knew what Yvonne was worried about. Although Veronica wanted to press her to rethink her decision, she was well aware that Yvonne had made up her mind. Hence, she felt like it was pointless for her to say more.

"Okay."

She nodded slightly and answered.

Thus, she sauntered toward Matthew and stopped in front of him, rudely blocking his path. "Matthew, why are you avoiding me?"

Veronica directly questioned Matthew before everyone arrogantly.

Somehow, people felt Veronica was taking advantage of Matthew's kindness after seeing her prideful demeanor.

In the meantime, Matthew hid his slightly clenched fists in his pants pockets, and his cold gaze fell on

Veronica's face.

He looked closer at her and found that the swelling on her cheeks had subsided. He also noticed the red marks caused by the slap had faded, making him secretly sigh with relief.

God knows how worried I was about her!

"Thomas, take her away."

After he gave the order, the man withdrew his gaze, bypassed Veronica, and left.

Even though he really wanted to take her upstairs to his office to have a casual chat and spend time with her, their current situation prohibited him from acting so.

His mind flashed back to last night in Twilight Condominium. Last night, Matthew stood before the French window with a glass of red wine in his hand. While he overlooked the brightly lit Bloomstead, he felt he had returned to the good times he had spent with Veronica.

Buzz—

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket started ringing, piercing through his thoughts.

Matthew placed the red wine on the table next to him and grabbed his phone. When he glanced at the screen, he saw a string of numbers instead of a caller ID.

Although he didn't save the phone number in his contact list, he clearly remembered it was Crayson's phone number.

He didn't hesitate to answer the phone. "Master Crayson?"

Ever since Matthew broke up with Veronica, Crayson had hardly contacted him. But, as it was already midnight, he knew there must be something urgent for Crayson to suddenly contact him.

"Matthew, I'm not sure where Zac obtained the news, but he has begun to doubt Veronica's identity," he said solemnly.

Matthew frowned slightly at the information. So, he paused momentarily before he continued to ask in confusion, "But isn't Veronica's identity made known to a little group of people? How did the information leak out?"

"Walls have ears, Matthew. There's no such thing as an absolute secret in this world." Crayson sighed. Then, he added, "Right now, countless pairs of eyes are staring and watching her every movement. So, you must keep your distance from her."

"I know what to do." Matthew reached up and massaged his temple while looking down at the street under the building. As he looked down, he pondered for a moment. Finally, he asked L ray son, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"As a matter of fact, there's indeed something I need your help with." After Crayson discovered something, he tried to personally investigate the matter, but to no avail.

Nevertheless, since Matthew had offered his help, he felt that Matthew might be able to help him with this problem that had been plaguing him.