“Tiffany is officially working with Hendrey and Zac, but from what I know, she has been in frequent contact with Dominik and Liam recently. She must have her own plans. After all, she is ambitious and uncontrollable.”
Crayson frowned tightly. A faint smoke escaped from his nostrils, but it couldn’t hide the worry on his face.
It had been less than a month since they returned to the hidden clan, and everything was beyond their control, which made him feel powerless and exhausted.
“Yes. Tiffany is completely uncontrollable. Even if we arrange something for her, she won’t agree.” Hayley sighed deeply but sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, her back straight, maintaining her elegant and noble demeanor despite the worries weighing on her.
“If she’s uncontrollable, how do you deal with her?” Veronica asked curiously, her cool gaze fixed on the two people opposite her, waiting quietly for their answer.
In fact, Veronica had been feeling resentful of their words, but she tried to restrain herself. The way they kept repeating the word ‘uncontrollable’ felt as if they were saying that she was easy to manipulate in comparison. Little did they know, only puppets were easy to control. What did they really think of her?
“Tanya’s goal this time is not only you but also Tiffany. She probably won’t leave this hunting ceremony alive unless something unexpected happens.” Crayson’s tone was heavy as he smoked, trying to ease his worries.
“It’s a pity to give up on the seed player we have carefully cultivated for over twenty years, isn’t it?” Veronica leaned back on the sofa, smiling as she asked.
Her sarcastic smile pierced Hayley’s heart. She knew that Veronica was very resistant to them, so she was trying to mend their relationship. However, she didn’t expect the relationship to become more distant, leaving her feeling helpless.
“Man proposes, God disposes.” Crayson frowned, his tone serious. “Veronica, I know you feel it’s unfair, but our original intention was for your own good. Of course, whether Tiffany will continue or not is a matter your mother and I still need to discuss.”
As Veronica had said, abandoning the ‘chess piece’ they had cultivated for over twenty years was a pity.
“Well then, I should thank you for that.” After saying that, she got up and walked towards the stairs. “I’m tired, so I’ll rest upstairs for a while.”
“Come back!” At the sight of her getting up to leave, Crayson’s face darkened, and he slammed the cigarette on the table. “Hayley has been waiting for you all day. It’s rude for you to just leave like this.”
Veronica paused for a moment, then slowly turned around, replacing the anger on her face with a smile. “Haven’t we already said everything that needs to be said?”
“We still need to discuss the hunting ceremony,” Hayley said.
“Discuss?” Veronica repeated the word. “Do you really need to discuss this with me? The plans have already been made. You just need to tell me what to do on that day. I believe you won’t just watch me die in the hunting event. After all, I’m much more valuable than Tiffany.”
With that, she turned around and went upstairs without looking back.
Mateo looked at her retreating back, his face darkened. He turned to Crayson and Hayley and said, “Roni is angry, and I can understand why. You’ve been really unfair to her.”
He rose from the sofa as well, ready to leave, but added, “In this world, no one wants to be a puppet.” Only puppets were controlled, and what exactly was a puppet but a soulless doll?
Upstairs, Veronica returned to her room, where Matthew was already waiting. He was sitting at the desk reading a book, but when he saw Veronica’s pale face, he stood up and walked over, wrapping one arm around her waist and gently stroking her hair with the other. “What’s wrong?”
