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Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 701
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Chapter 701

Mateo didn't say much as he looked at Tiffany meaningfully before following Veronica into the cafe.

After asking the owner for a private room, they entered and took their seats. He took the menu and

asked Veronica what she liked before ordering Roobois tea and a few specialty snacks.

"Hey, didn't Matthew just pass away? Did you find new love so soon? Aren't you afraid that he won't

rest in peace?" Tiffany leaned on the rattan chair and spoke sarcastically.

Since she was wearing a silver hat, the silver tassels hanging on the edges of the hat made a bell-like

sound when she moved slightly. The sound was pleasing to the ear.

Veronica's face darkened as she locked her gaze on Tiffany. Mateo, who was sitting beside her, spoke

up immediately. "Did you just come out of the toilet, Miss Larson? Why are you spitting bullsh*t?"

"Who the hell are you? Was I talking to you?" Tiffany raised her chin slightly arrogantly and looked at

Mateo with contempt.

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"It doesn't matter who I am. It's disgusting to see you acting almighty and domineering," he spat bluntly.

"Seeing how young you are, you must be Veronica's lover boy." Tiffany covered her lips with her hands

and smirked. "It's understandable, though. After all, her beloved husband passed away not long ago,

so she needs the company of a man to get over her sorrow."

"You..."

When Mateo heard that, he became furious and hurried over toward her.

As soon as she saw this, she jumped to her feet in shock, took a few steps back, and asked, "Are you

trying to hurt me? I'm warning you, you better be aware of my identity before you decide whether to hit

me."

"Don't get worked up." This time, Veronica stood up.

She walked in front of him and reached out to push him behind her while she stared at Tiffany with a

cold gaze.

Suddenly, with Mateo and Hendrey keeping an eye on the situation, she raised her foot and aimed it at

Tiffany's face. However, at a critical juncture, Hendrey pulled Tiffany aside, stood up, and shielded her.

After Veronica failed to land the kick, she retracted her leg. She glared at Hendrey before turning her

gaze to Tiffany. Her delicate hands were balled into tight fists, and the dark orbs in her eyes were filled

with surprise and disappointment.

"I didn't know your feelings for her were that persistent."

In any case, Veronica never expected Hendrey to stand up and protect Tiffany at a critical moment.

Suddenly, she was reminded of the bracelet on her wrist. She removed it without hesitation before

hurling it angrily in his direction. "I've wanted to return this bracelet to you, so... here you go."

Hendrey put out a hand and caught the bracelet firmly, then looked at it in his palm, and it appeared as

if the warmth of her hand was still present. There was a brief moment of sadness in his eyes as he

furrowed his chiseled brows, but when he looked up, his eyes were calm. "You can't hurt Tiffany. She

—"

"You can't get away from Matt's death, either. I will let you and Tiffany go this time, but wait until I settle

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accounts with you two sooner or later!" Veronica warned solemnly.

"It also depends on whether you can live until that time. Veronica, do you think the hidden clan can

accommodate you? You must not know how many people want you dead here." Tiffany rolled her eyes

at her and quipped.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten that she had the exact same face as Veronica and her

true identity.

"You'd better pray that Hendrey will never leave you." After leaving her with that sentence, Veronica

turned around and left.

After Veronica left, Mateo stared at Tiffany and said, "So, you're aware that it's the hidden clan here?

Then, you should always be aware of your identity. If you ever die as a substitute, you will only die

before her."

He then left gracefully after saying that.

Tiffany was slightly startled and was shocked by the slamming of the door."W-Who is he? How did he

know about me?