Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 77

After that, Matthew strode toward the car and pulled open the door to get into the car.

Upon noticing Veronica seated in the front passenger seat, he instantly muttered, "Come to the back."

"I'm perfectly happy here. Why should I move to the back?" Veronica coldly snorted with a haughty toss of her head as she remained in her seat.

Meanwhile, Thomas, who was in the driver's seat, glanced at Matthew's darkened expression in the rearview mirror and he instantly offered, "The front passenger seat of this car isn't suitable for passengers."

"Why?"

"Because..." Thomas paused for a moment as his brain worked overtime. Thinking of an excuse, he rambled, "There is something wrong with the seat. I've been planning to get it fixed but I just haven't had the time to do so."

"Something wrong?"

Just then, Veronica intentionally rocked back and forth in her seat, but she didn't find anything wrong with it. However, she noticed that Thomas didn’t seem like he was joking.

In the end, she had no choice but to open the door and get out of the car to go to the back seat. Then, she took a seat next to Matthew.

The car moved slowly and drove off to the Twilight Club.

Throughout the journey, Veronica and Matthew sat far apart from each other, and she turned her head in the direction of the window to look outside. She didn't bother to talk to him at all.

Meanwhile, Matthew maintained his silence too.

Suddenly, it was Thomas who voiced out and broke the silence in the car.

"Miss Murphy, there is a cell phone on the backseat armrest and your bank card and sim card are all sorted. I went to collect it for you in the afternoon.

In fact, Veronica had submitted her application for a reissue of her identification card on the day that the fire occurred, which was why she was able to get it sorted out now. Meanwhile, Thomas had already helped her to purchase a new phone and applied for another sim card for her on his way back.

"Oh—You're really efficient. Thanks!" Veronica was quite happy.

"You don't need to thank me, Miss Murphy. It was all under the Young Master Matthew's instructions. You should thank him." Thomas smiled at her.

Just then, Veronica suddenly stopped talking and she lowered her head to open the box to reveal the latest top-selling 5.7-inch widescreen 50 cell phone. It was a fashionable model that cost around seven thousand.

She inserted the sim card into the phone and turned it on.

Throughout the journey, she didn't speak a word to Matthew.

He sat stiffly on his seat and he glanced at her from the side of his eye. However, his expression turned increasingly thunderous as he noticed her keeping her silence.

After Veronica turned on the phone, it started to vibrate non-stop.

There were a lot of messages that popped up on the screen and she clicked on one of them. It turned out to be from Xavier. 'Where are you right now? Reply to the message as soon as you see it.'

Then, she clicked on another message and it was from Xavier too. 'Darn it! Why didn't you contact me when you were in trouble?'

'Answer the phone. Hurry up and answer the phone!'

'Your parents have been rescued and they're safe and sound.'

'Missed call notification: You have a missed call from the number 170********* on 27 September 2021.'

'Cody and the private investigator have been bribed by the Larsons. The Larson Family has destroyed all of the evidence.'

'Where the hell are you right now?'

'Veronica, I'm really sorry but I have no other option. The Larsons threatened me with the safety of my family. I'm very sorry.'

In just a short moment, Veronica had received nearly thirty text messages on her cell phone. Some of them were from Xavier and Cody. There were a few from the automated customer service, and even some from Matthew too.

Veronica didn't expect this and she instantly dialed Xavier's number.

Beeeep—

The phone rang several times before the other party finally picked up the phone.

"Veronica? Is that you? Where are you right now?

Xavier's voice rang out from the other end and he agitatedly questioned her.