"I'll have to consult Master Crayson about this."
Destiny was worried about Veronica's action and she was even more worried to make any decisions on her own accord. Otherwise, she would not be able to take responsibility if the major plot was ruined.
Veronica maintained her silence while Destiny had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on her phone as she dialed Crayson's number.
The other party answered the phone and Destiny immediately reiterated Veronica's words to Crayson. As soon as he heard that, he was not too surprised but descended into silence once again. It was likely that he was considering the situation and trying to figure things out.
After some moments of thought, he heaved a sigh before replying, "She's a grown woman and there are some things that she's got to decide for herself ultimately. All you've got to do is to ensure her safety."
Crayson had watched over Veronica since she was a child and he knew her personality more than anyone else. No one would be able to stop her from doing anything that she had made up her mind to do.
Since Destiny had the phone on loudspeaker, Veronica heard Crayson's words clearly from the passenger seat. From the phone call he shared with Veronica earlier and up until Destiny's call now, Crayson had been sighing non-stop. Veronica had known him for such a long time, but she hardly ever heard him express such dejected sighs. For a moment there, she somehow felt that he had aged significantly. Her identity had come as a huge shock to her; though she was able to maintain her composure on the surface, the inner turmoil she faced lingered on persistently and she could not seem
to calm down.
"Hand the phone to her," Crayson mentioned to Destiny.
"You're on loudspeaker, so you can just continue speaking."
Destiny glanced at Veronica and felt that this girl was scaringly calm. She's indeed learned the best from Master Crayson. She's not frantic even when faced with an urgent situation and this is a trait that she is exemplary in compared to everyone else.
"Veronica, just go ahead with whatever you wish to do, and don't be afraid because we'll be here to support
you."
After Crayson's brief pause, Veronica assumed that he was about to come up with some touching words for her. Unexpectedly though, it was just a simple sentence.
However, his words were powerful enough to make her feel much at ease after hearing it. After all, there was nothing more settling than having a strong support system.
"I get it. We're not about to say goodbye to each other for good, so why are you being so sentimental? That's all. Bye."
Veronica did not like the solemn and sentimental atmosphere, so she replied impatiently and hung up the phone.
She tilted her head and looked out of the window without a word.
Meanwhile, Destiny asked, "I can tell that Master Crayson dotes on you very much. All of us know how strict he can be, so are you the only one he treats so tenderly?"
"How is that possible? He could never be associated with the word tender."
Veronica shook her head. "I used to stay with him and I was subjected to hardcore training every other day. If I didn't do well, I would be punished physically. He's a monster!"
"Pffi..." Destiny burst into laughter at Veronica's antics.
The atmosphere in the car gradually loosened up as the two of them bantered back and forth with each other.
Finally, they arrived back at Destiny's place and Veronica was assigned the guest room to take a short rest.
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