Chapter 5 Bearing a Child for Matthew
In the living room of the Kings Residence, Veronica, who had been forcibly brought here, made up an excuse in an attempt to leave. “It’s getting late, madam. I’ve got to go to the hospital to deliver meals to my parents.”
However, Elizabeth replied kindly, “I’ve sent someone to get your parents transferred to the Kings Family’s private hospital. They’ll be taken care of by professionals, so you may rest assured.”
Upon hearing her words, Veronica jumped to her feet with a deep frown. She asked, “Madam, by having my parents transferred to another hospital without my permission, are you trying to use coercion against me?”
“What nonsense are you thinking about, young lady?” Instead of getting enraged by Veronica’s question, Elizabeth laughed. “Speaking of it, it’s fate that brought you and my grandson together. You also know that Matthew—that rascal—never had a woman around him despite his age. So, I could only resort to unscrupulous means by drugging him. At first, I wanted to bring him and the Spencer Family’s daughter together, but who would’ve known that he ended up sleeping with you instead? Luckily, you’re not bad either.”
Upon listening to her words, Veronica finally realized why Matthew got drugged. Turns out that I was thrown together with that jerk by a cruel twist of fate! “I—”
Just as she was about to speak, a silver-haired old butler came in. “Young Master Matthew’s here, Old Madam.”
“Tell that brat to get in.”
“Yes, Old Madam.” The butler turned around and left.
Matthew came in right afterward. Dressed in a silvery-gray suit, he looked straight at Veronica before turning his gaze to Elizabeth. “Grandma.”
“I thought you wouldn’t come back anymore,” Elizabeth mocked grumpily. Then, she pointed at Veronica, saying, “Well, you’re here just in time. Let me introduce someone to you—”
Matthew interrupted Elizabeth before the latter could finish her sentence. “That can wait, Grandma. Let me introduce my girlfriend to you first.”
Stunned, Elizabeth seemed quite surprised. “Girlfriend?”
Veronica was even more astounded. God only knew how aggrieved she felt deep down. If Elizabeth had known more about her grandson, she wouldn’t have lost her chastity!
“Come in,” Matthew said to someone outside the door.
Everyone immediately focused their gaze on the outside before they saw a woman dressed in a waisted aqua blue pleated dress coming in on high heels with her head down. Why does this woman’s figure look so familiar? thought Veronica.
“This is my girlfriend, Tiffany,” said Matthew as he introduced Tiffany to Elizabeth.
Upon hearing Tiffany’s name, Veronica was immediately stunned.
Matthew sized Veronica up with narrow, piercing eyes that grew more and more fathomless. “Is that so?”
Tiffany said, “What a coincidence, Veronica! I didn’t expect to meet you here. Do you know Matthew too?” She remembered Matthew telling her that his family had arranged a marriage for him. Could Veronica be the woman that Old Mrs. Kings is trying to fix him up with? But how did she get to know the Kingses? Tiffany was on tenterhooks deep down.
Veronica didn’t bother to answer Tiffany, who was addicted to acting. Instead, she said to Elizabeth, “Madam, since Young Master Matthew already has a girlfriend, I’ve got no reason to be here anymore. I’m going back first.” She was sounding Elizabeth out to plan her next move. She had to be cautious against Matthew, who was powerful and ruthless, and the Larsons, who would threaten her at every moment using her adoptive parents.
Seeing that Veronica was turning around to leave, Elizabeth stood up and grabbed her hand. “Calm down, young lady! Sit down first.” She sat Veronica down in the chair. Then, she barked at Matthew, “Come with me, you rascal!”
“Yes, Grandma.” With that, Matthew followed Elizabeth into the inner room without forgetting to throw Veronica a meaningful look.
With a squeak, the door to the inner room closed.
Tiffany couldn’t hold back her anger any longer. Stepping quickly toward Veronica, she uttered under her breath, “Veronica, you b—”
Slap! Slap! Veronica boxed Tiffany’s ears twice before the latter could finish her sentence. “What else do you know besides calling me a b*tch? Oh, right, you know how to be a goody-two-shoes by taking credit away from others. Am I right, sis?”
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