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Chapter 700
Peering into the far distance, Veronica could vaguely see the thin mist coiling around the mountain
pass. It added a mysterious mood to the place with the help of the lights in its city center.
"Master Crayson hardly comes back here. How did he earn their trust, though?" she questioned out of
the sudden.
She recalled Crayson leaving the countryside at least four times for a long period of time annually.
Whenever she asked where he had gone to, he would say that he went for a trip and stayed at a
friend's place. He did not mention anything else other than that. Now that she thought about it, he might
have returned to the hidden clan all along.
"He returns at least five to six times a year and those people would look for him sometimes. You might
not know about this, but he has power here. No one can threaten his place." Mateo then added, "He's a
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgreat man."
She coldly snorted. "He is a great man."
Noticing her disapproval of Crayson, Mateo quickly descended the stairs and looked up at her. "Miss
Murphy, you must've misunderstood Grandpa. He's—"
"How old are you?" she interrupted.
"Grandpa told me that you're two days older than me," he answered seriously.
There was nothing wrong with the polite way of him addressing her, yet she felt weird about it.
"It seems like you know a lot about me."
"Not much, but I mostly heard it from Grandpa. He says that you're an amazing person and—"
"Let's drop the honorifics. Just address me in a comfortable manner."
"Oh. Sure, Roni."
Veronica was rendered speechless as she never knew that they were this close to have him call her
that.
With that, she did not continue the topic further as she remained indifferent to strangers while
wandering around the night market alongside Mateo.
The different, puny items and things, which she had never seen before, were a whole new world to her.
Even so, she was not in a state of mind to enjoy the mood due to the heavy weight in her head.
"Veronica Murphy?" someone called her name abruptly.
Veronica's footstep halted as she looked back reflexively, only to see Tiffany standing behind her. There
was another man beside her too—it was none other than Hendrey!
"What a coincidence. I never expected to see you here this soon."
Tiffany was wearing a blue buttoned shirt and a blue embroidered floral skirt. The silver cap on her had
a silver tassel dangling and there were also silver rings around her neck. With light make-up, she
looked like a legit Haian; she was breathtakingly beautiful.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, Hendrey's buttoned shirt and embroidered pants were in the same shade as his black head
scarf, making the man as handsome as ever.
Veronica took a glimpse at Tiffany before gazing at Hendrey. "Long time no see. Mind explaining
something?"
His eyes wavered the moment he noticed Veronica before he spotted a nearby coffeehouse. "Why not
have a cup of coffee together?"
He pointed at the coffeehouse.
Being able to meet one’s old friend in an unfamiliar place would always be a good thing.
However, she could only feel her heart doused by frigidity as though she was in a freezing, ice cave.
As she frowned in hesitation, Tiffany held Hendrey's hand smugly. "Why? Are you afraid?"
"You're not afraid of losing your life in my hands. So, why should I?" Veronica glared at her before
heading toward the coffeehouse.
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