Crayson didn’t answer Veronica’s question. Instead, he smoked his cigarette and stared with his shining eyes at Matthew walking upstairs. That look made Veronica’s heart tingle. Could it be that he suspected Matthew’s identity?
“You’ve been with Iron Pillar for a while. What do you think of him?” Crayson avoided Veronica’s question and focused on Matthew instead. Veronica noticed a clue and asked. “He’s honest and simple, not bad. Why?”
“Lately, Eleanor has been getting close to him. I’m afraid she has some ulterior motives. Be careful,” Crayson warned.
“Heh.”
Veronica sneered, leaned down, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and cleared her throat. “Based on your analysis, you underestimate Eleanor too much. If she really wants to make a move on Iron Pillar, her actions would be too obvious for anyone to see.”
She wanted to say that Eleanor simply had a crush on Matthew, but she couldn’t bring herself to say it.
“Hmm.”
Crayson nodded in agreement, then shook his head. “Ah, I’ve been thinking the same thing. But why is she getting close to Iron Pillar? Could it be that she really just wants to learn cooking?”
“In the future, just be cautious of Iron Pillar. As long as you don’t reveal any important information to him, he won’t be of any value to Eleanor.”
Veronica made a suggestion and continued, “Observe a little longer. When the time comes, we can’t lose our composure.”
“Good point.”
Crayson took a puff of his cigarette, and a faint smoke wafted from his nose, shrouding his face full of vicissitudes, making him look even more melancholic.
Veronica wondered what he was thinking. After pondering for a while with a furrowed brow, he suddenly looked up. “Oh, I forgot about the main matter. Eleanor invites you and Iron Pillar to the palace for a banquet tomorrow.”
“A banquet?”
Like the Malicious Banquet?
Veronica had no clue.
“She’s using the excuse of inviting Iron Pillar to get you to go together. It’s probably not that simple,” Crayson said, looking at her. “If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to.”
“I’ll go, of course,” Veronica agreed readily. “Aren’t you afraid they’ll harm you?”
“I’m not going alone, so there’s nothing to worry about. Besides, Tanya Ledger won’t do anything to me with you guys there.”
She was very confident.
“Alright. You have your own ideas, so do as you wish.” Crayson tapped the cigarette holder against the ashtray, stood up, and said, “Rest early. I’m going to sleep.”
After Crayson rested, Veronica sat on the sofa, recalling recent events and speculating on Eleanor’s conspiracy to invite her and Matthew to the palace tomorrow. She couldn’t figure it out, no matter how much she thought about it.
“Roni, can you take me with you to the palace tomorrow?” Mateo, who had been silent all this time, moved to sit beside Veronica after Crayson left, pleading.
“Don’t ask me; I can’t make decisions for you!”
Veronica pushed him away and pointed at Crayson’s back. It was clear that she wanted him to ask Crayson. If Crayson agreed, she would take him along..
After saying that, she turned and went upstairs, leaving Mateo feeling defeated in the living room. “Hey, Roni, am I your brother? You’re not loyal at all.”
Mateo stood up and shouted at her back.
Veronica paused at the staircase, held onto the handrail, turned around with a smile, and teased, “Mateo, you still don’t know me well enough. When have I ever been loyal?”
