Veronica was in a bad mood. She raised her hand and brushed past Matthew, walked around him, sat on the wicker chair, and rested her forehead on her hand. Her tone was serious as she said, “Matt, Crayson has probably discovered your identity.”
After saying that, she looked up at Matthew, her eyes full of worry. Upon seeing her gloomy face, Matthew walked to her side and held her hand, before he pulled her up. He then took a seat on the sofa, letting Veronica sit on his lap.
“Actually, it’d be scarier if he doesn’t even have this level of insight,” he said. Veronica sat sideways on his lap, furrowing her brows in confusion. “Are you saying that if Crayson hasn’t discovered your identity, it means his insight and vigilance are weak, and he’s not capable of handling important tasks?”
“How smart.” He rubbed the back of her hand with his right hand and continued, “Since he’s assisting Hayley, he naturally has extraordinary abilities. It’s only a matter of time before he discovers my identity, so it’s not surprising.”
“But if he has discovered it, why hasn’t he exposed it?” This was the real question that troubled Veronica.
“Perhaps there is a purpose behind it, and we don’t know what it is. Of course, the most likely scenario is that he wants to make Zac and Xavier underestimate the situation, and then conspire with me to deal with them, catching them off guard.”
His analysis was logical and well-founded, and Veronica felt ashamed of her overly anxious reaction. She was only worried because she cared too much.
After listening to Matthew’s analysis, Veronica’s anxious heart finally calmed down. She leaned against his chest like a deflated balloon and murmured, “They will send Tiffany to participate in the hunting activity this time. Once she goes, there is a high chance that she won’t be able to come back alive. Do you think Master Crayson, who has carefully cultivated her for more than twenty years, would willingly give up on her like this?”
Matthew smiled lightly. He raised his hand and stroked her cheek, then said, “Why would you ask me when you already have the answer in your heart?”
“I’ve learned before that the hidden clan has a method to seal memories. Crayson has mentioned that they plan to do this to Tiffany, but there has been no action so far. That’s why I can’t figure out their intentions, and they are also wary of me.”
“Don’t think too much; everything will be clear in due time. Besides, the ascension ceremony of the head of the clan is approaching. Just wait for another month, at most two months, and we can leave here.” Matthew comforted Veronica, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”
His words were like a reassurance pill for Veronica, gradually relaxing her tense emotions. However, in the next second, she remembered what Zac had said to her today.
Suddenly, she sat up straight and looked into Matthew’s eyes. “Do you have any way to contact the outside world? I want to know how our children are doing.”
After being in the hidden clan for more than twenty days, she had been extremely busy every day, but in the midst of her busyness, she was always worried about their two children in Bloomstead, afraid that they would encounter danger.
“Roni…” Matthew held her hands tightly in his hands, looked at her with a determined gaze, and said, “What should happen will happen. Being overly worried will only disrupt our plans. Sometimes, we need to learn to adapt to changes.”
“I understand what you’re saying…” Veronica said with a dejected face, “But we are weak in the hidden clan, and we are facing strong enemies. One wrong step could lead us into a deep abyss.”
The heavy pressure made Veronica feel suffocated and exhausted. She repeatedly questioned herself, feeling that she was too weak and not qualified to stand by Matthew’s side and that she was only a burden to him.
“Didn’t Zac arrange to meet at the Elysium Hotel tonight? We’ll know what’s going on after we go there.”
