A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently novel Chapter 639

Because the man was too tall, and the rain kept pouring down from the top of her head, Veronica could not see the man's face clearly. According to the leather shoes on the man's feet and the high-end handmade trousers on his body, Veronica could tell that the man's clothes were very elegant and that the man must be from a rich family.

Those who could buy Bentley Mulsanne were either rich or noble.

Veronica also heard that the man said in a mocking manner that she was trying to blackmail him by feigning injury.

Feigning injury!

These two words seemed to have opened up Veronica's new horizon.

Since this man thought of her in this way, then Veronica would just really extort him. In any case, she already had nothing left. In the future, even her dignity would be slowly trampled on by others' feet. Even if she was mistaken for a racketeer, so what?

What she cared most now was that she must find a way to live.

At the thought of this, Veronica stood up in a sorry state.

Because she sat on the ground for a while, the heavy rain had already wet all of her clothes. Her clothes were also covered with muddy water stains, making her look extremely miserable. Moreover, her messy hair was sticking to her neck and face, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Veronica didn't have time to look at how miserable she was. She only knew that the man in front of her was her lifeline.

Veronica looked at the man in front of her. Because she felt a little guilty in her heart, she did not dare to look straight into the eyes of the man. Moreover, the man was very tall and stood on the platform, so he now was much taller than Veronica. She looked horizontally and only saw the delicate brooch on the man's chest.

The brooch was inlaid with a beautiful blue gemstone.

Because she had studied appraising before, Veronica could tell at a glance that the price of the blue gem must be high.

While she was looking at the man, she could also feel that the man's eyes were looking down and sizing her up.

Veronica gritted her teeth and said, "Sir, it doesn't matter if I'm a racketeer or not. Your car did hit me just now, and I was also frightened. Moreover, I just remembered your license plate number."

This man was Raymond Cordova. He glanced at Veronica's sorry state, and there was a ruthless expression in his eyes.

"So? How much do you want?"

As long as it was something that could be solved with money, it was not difficult.

Veronica felt that she had been severely humiliated.

She gritted her teeth. "I don't need money. I just hope that you could send me to a place. It's not far away. I can write a letter of guarantee for you. When I arrive, everything will be written off."

Raymond narrowed his eyes slightly.

After he sized Veronica up, Raymond took out a small notebook and a pen from his pocket and handed them over.

Veronica knew what Raymond meant. She immediately took the pen and paper that Raymond handed over and stood at the side of the bus stop and wrote two lines of words on the paper.

At the end of this letter, Veronica solemnly wrote her name.

Raymond took the notebook and pen given back and glanced at her name, Veronica Luke.

He suddenly thought that he seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

Raymond put away the notebook and turned to walk toward the car.

When Veronica saw Raymond get into the car, she quickly followed him with her books in her arms cheekily.

As Veronica got into the car, the driver started it.

She then told her destination to the driver.