Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 690

Veronica had never asked about the internal situation of the hidden clan, but now that she was about to enter the place, she asked, "How are we going to get there?"

"You will see when we get there." Instead of giving an answer to her straight, Crayson took two bottles of mineral water and passed them to Veronica and Thomas. "Have some water. The weather is hot today."

"Thank you, Master Crayson."

After Thomas took the bottle, he subconsciously twisted the lid open and took a sip.

Veronica, on the other hand, wasn't thirsty, and she only held the bottle in her hand and looked out the window, seemingly in deep thought.

Destiny was sitting in the passenger's seat. With Crayson in the middle, Thomas was on his left, and Veronica on the other side.

When Crayson noticed that Veronica was only holding the bottle without drinking it, he reminded her, "We have a boat ride later, so you had better drink some water first. This type of mineral water is very effective for suppressing seasickness. "

Veronica wouldn't have noticed it if he hadn't spoken.

After he said that, she lowered her head to look at the cylindrical bottle. It was a normal bottle of mineral water with a blue label and a while logo.

Not paying much mind to it, she casually nodded and opened her bottle's lid to take a sip.

However, it was exactly at this moment that she vigilantly noticed the deep look she couldn't name Crayson was throwing her.

She suddenly recalled that one night Tiffany intercepted her. After Veronica and Matthew had had some 'fun' in the forest, Matthew had told her before she left to not trust anyone, including Crayson.

At that point, Veronica immediately went into high alert.

She continued to nonchalantly glance outside the window as she tilted her head to sip a mouthful of water.

She was in a black sports outfit today.

After all, Matthew had only 'passed away' a while ago. As his wife, she naturally had to be dressed in black to show her respect for the 'dead'.

After taking a mouthful of water, she wiped her moisture on her lips, and she discreetly spit the water onto her sleeve.