She was a unique living being, after all, and her existence was also a result of Veronica’s own genes. Unfortunately, Tiffany didn’t know how to cherish it.
“Veronica Murphy, how dare you attempt to murder me in the clan palace’s secret chambers? You’re disrespecting the head of the clan!” Tiffany covered her left hand, which still had the fork in it. Her face turned pale, and she trembled violently in pain as blood gushed down the fork.
She was filled with rage and wished she could pounce on Veronica, rip her apart, and drink her blood, but even that wouldn’t be enough to stop the rage in her heart. But since she was with the hidden clan, she couldn’t act so carelessly.
“You’re about to die, and you still care where you are,” she sneered, “but it’s good to know where you’re buried before you die, so you can die with peace of mind.”
After saying that, Veronica took a step toward Tiffany. At this point, the atmosphere was tense. Troy, Liam, Anthony, Xavier, and his wife watched from the sidelines. Anthony secretly conspired with Tiffany, but he couldn’t openly take sides to avoid being exposed. “Over my dead body!” Hendrey stood in front of Tiffany.
Looking at the man in front of her, she noticed that he was just as kind and elegant as she remembered him from years earlier. Everything about him seemed the same, but also completely different.
“Then let’s try it,” Veronica said as she smirked indifferently. At the same time, she bent down slightly, holding another fork from the low table in her hand, and kicked Hendrey in the air.
Hendrey didn’t expect Veronica to really fight back. Although he blamed Tiffany for deserving this outcome, he still had to protect her.
Hendrey managed to avoid Veronica’s attack, but he noticed her hand holding the fork and aiming it directly at Tiffany’s face. He took several quick steps back while Veronica changed her strategy and attacked Tiffany once more.
“Ah, Hendrey! Save me…” Tiffany’s face turned pallid as she became terrified. During the time she was missing, although she had practiced martial arts, those moves were ineffective against Veronica. Moreover, she was injured and her reaction was slow.
Amid the commotion, Liam sat motionless, enjoying his wine while observing Veronica. Every time he saw this woman, he couldn’t help but be amazed.
Liam liked women of all sizes and shapes as long as they were exceptional, and his attraction to Veronica was purely physical-a man’s physiological pursuit of a woman.
“Sebastian, look, it turns out that she still has a lot of love for her deceased husband.” Antheena used the opportunity to remind Xavier as they watched the chaos unfold.
She hoped Xavier would realize how much Veronica had loved Matthew from the beginning and that even though Matthew was no longer alive, he had no chance. “Tiffany Larson, you deserve to die.”
After drinking all of the wine in his glass, Xavier slammed the cup down on the desk and prepared to stand up to deal with Hendrey. However, Iron Pillar had already taken the lead and made a move against Hendrey at this point.
Although Matthew’s abilities were far superior to Hendrey’s, he deliberately slowed down his movements in an attempt to appear clumsy, but he successfully restrained Hendrey. Veronica was relieved when she saw Matthew make a move.
Then, her cold gaze fell on Tiffany as her right hand clenched the fork and spun it on her fingertips. “In this business, you must always pay your debts. I gave you a chance, Tiffany.” “Ve-Veronica, you can’t kill me. We’re at the hidden clan. You can’t… can’t kill me…”
At this point, Tiffany’s face was pale from fear. She kept retreating as she shouted, “Hendrey, save me! Waah! Sh-she wants to kill me!”
Despite her cries for assistance, Hendrey was engrossed in the fight with Iron Pillar and had no time to pay attention to her.
