Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 983

When Hendrey later returned to his home, he found an unwanted guest waiting for him. It was Zac.

Zac was sitting on his living room couch with a cigarette held between his fingers. With cold eyes, he watched as Hendrey walked into the place. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Where were you?"

The way he held himself turned the question into an interrogation.

"Veronica vanished. I went to help look for her," Hendrey honestly replied without holding a single detail back.

Zac took a few puffs of the cigarette held between his fingers before slowly exhaling. "What does her disappearance have to do with you? Why do you need to look for her? What? Do you still love her?"

"Do I look like someone who's into romance? Women are just to have fun with."

Hendrey walked into the room and sat across from Zac with a faux calm before casually continuing, "I heard that there is a way to seal off someone's memories among the hidden clan. The moment Veronica's memories are sealed off, she would be forever loyal to Crayson and Hayley. Overnight, she would turn into Dominik's greatest enemy, which means she would be your greatest enemy, Your Highness."

Hendrey pulled out a cigarette from the box on the table, lit it, and held it between his lips. "You and Matthew Kings are enemies. Nothing good will come out of her becoming the head of the clan. At this moment, it would be best to keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Helping her means helping ourselves."

It certainly sounded like Hendrey was doing everything for Zac's sake.

In reality, Hendrey had always cared for Veronica. He was simply unable to expose his true identity due to certain reasons.

Zac only somewhat believed that explanation. He kept staring at Hendrey with his blue eyes as though he wanted to verify the authenticity of the statement from Hendrey's facial expression. However, he observed nothing unusual.

He leaned back and crossed his legs. The hand with the cigarette rested on his knee as he tapped his finger in thought.

Moments later, he asked, "Was she found?"

"No."