chapter 134 Matthew was seen alighting his vehicle together with Tiffany.
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âOh, Veronica, I see youâve brought your boyfriend over with you.â Carrying her purse, Tiffany greeted Veronica as if she was the openâhearted, generous host of the residence Matthew, on the other hand, gave Veronica a piercing glance before glaring at Xavier. His eyes were abysmally cold.
âThatâs none of your business. Why do you care?â Veronica taunted and rolled her eyes at Tiffany, showing no intention in playin g nice.
âWhat... Yâ
You...â Surprised by her impudence, Tiffany felt infuriated and frustrated. She turned to Matthew, eyeing for help, but the man âmi ssed it.â
âYou what? Huh? Get away from me, witch!â
Veronica deliberately took a few steps backward and brushed the nonexistent dust on her shoulders away before turning around to pick up the supplements in Xavierâs car, saying, âBââ
Before she could say a word, Xavier interjected, âIâll carry them for you. Letâs go see Old Mrs. Kings.â
Veronica was dazed and confused. He said he was only sending me here. Why is he suddenly coming with me? Regardless, Xavier was only trying to help, so she didnât feel right to reject his goodwill.
âMr. Crawford, Veronica comes from the countryside, so her speech can be... harsh. But donât take it to heart. Iâm sure sheâll slo wly change.â Disconcerted, Tiffany took the opportunity to mock Veronicaâs identity and gave her a âpep talk.â
âSince youâre Mr. Crawfordâs girlfriend, make sure to kill your old, bad habits, okay? Otherwise, how are you going to get married to him? Youâre bound to get bad mouthed!â Having said that, she turned to Matthew. âIsnât that right, Matthew?â
Matthew simply shot her a mean glance before turning his eyes to Veronica as he blurted a âyes.â
âShut up, b*tch! Stop poking your nose into my matters!â Veronica had no desire to be courteous with Tiffany just because she was Matthewâs âfiancée.â
He apathy toward Tiffany caused Xavier to overthink. He came to a âconclusionâ that the hatred Veronica bore sor Tiffany wasnât only familial, but also out of jealousy as love rivals!
âBâB*tch? How could you say that, Veronica? I was only saying those for your sake...â.
Tiffany pursed her lips. Her reddened eyes made her seem so pitiable.
âAs if that would stop the world from revolving around you! Also, stop saying sh*t like âfor your sake this, for your sake that. If itâs r eally for my sake, then get the hell away from me. Donât soil the path Iâm about to tread on and pollute the scenery Iâm about to glimpse.â Veronica did not pull her punches.
Beside her was Xavier, who tacitly nodded. âYup, even your breath smells like a whatâs that?âright, a pretentious b*tch!â
Hearing his insult, Veronica could no longer hold it in and burst out laughing. Heâs done it!
Tiffany, contrastingly, teared up and miserably whimpered. She lowered her head and spoke not another word.
Despite not wanting to participate in the verbal war, Matthew felt somewhat irritated by how synergetic Veronica and Xavier were, and the fact that she was so happy with him. âSince Mr. Crawford canât stand the smell here, I guess you shouldnât tarry any lon ger. Farewell.â He explicitly requested for Xavier to leave. Just like Veronica to Tiffany, Matthew had no intention to spare Xavier the courtesy.
In Veronicaâs eyes, however, that seemed like a fiancé trying to protect his fiancée. It felt rather intimate.
Disaffected, she countered, âXavierâs my guest. Who do you think you are to ask him to leave? Youâre not the boss here in Kings Residence!â Finished, she grabbed Xavier by his wrist. âCome, letâs go inside .â
âMm,â Xavier blurted. He couldnât hide the joy at the corners of his lips.
When he walked by Matthew, they had a momentary battle of gazes, where Xavierâs face was full of smug.
li was not until the two entered the residence did Tiffany timidly say to Matthew, âPlease donât get mad, Matthew. Thatâs just how Veronica is. She was spoiled rotten back then, and never learned her manners.â Contrary to her words, she was, in fact, unerly e nvious.
Matthew was a figure in Bloomstead none dared to oppose, and even tycoons would feel obliged to bow before him. Nonetheles s, even when Veronica was barbarically reprimanding and insulting him, there wasnât a trace of anger to be found on his face. Tiffany, as the fiancée herself, didnât even dare to behave so impertinently with her own fiancé, but Veronica, as a total n obody, was bold enough to go against him!.
âCourtesy isnât always the best.â Matthew tossed those words out and walked away.
In the public eye, Tiffany was considered the golden girl of Bloomstead. Looks, talentsâ
the gift from God possessed them both. Nevertheless, after having spent a long time with Veronica, Matthew, upon countless inve the rumors, wasnât exactly graceful. Rather, she was so pretentious that it was extremely detestable, unlike Veronica who always laid her emotions out in the open. Veronica was significantly more adorable, comforting, and charming. If it w âM...â Standing still on the ground, Tiffany clenched her fists as her body trembled out of vexation. The jealousy in her heart was s through her body and swiftly took over her rationality.
Die... She must die... How is this hateful woman getting so much love from Matthew? Iâll allow her boastfulness no longer! It should be her... No, it must be her whoâs always instigating Matthew, causing him to call our wedding off!
âWhat are you waiting for?â As she was stationarily contemplating, Matthew suddenly halted his steps and turned around to look at her.
âAh, yes. Iâm coming.â Wiping the tears on her cheek off with her sleeve, Tiffany suppressed her vexation and followed after.
With that, the four entered the residence in a line and went to the living room.
Having heard about their visit, Elizabeth was already waiting in the living room. When Veronica walked in, the old woman sprung up from her seat and excitedly yelled, âOh, my Veronica is here!â As she was walking up to Veronica, she saw Xavier who Veronica wrapped her arm around the back of Xavierâs neck and joyously introduced the man to Elizabeth. âGrandma, this is Xavi âGood day, Old Mrs. Kings,â Xavier politely greeted the old woman. There was not a sign of the rumored overbearing, womanizer behavior within him.
âHahaha. I see... Itâs so nice of you to come visit this old woman, Mr. Crawford.â Elizabeth beamed as she attempted to read his fa âYouâre flattering me, Old Mrs. Kings.â Xavier subtly smiled.
âThatâs right, Grandma. Xavier is the best, and heâs helped me so many times! People love spreading false rumors even if thereâs