Chapter 149
Seeing how simple both the woman and her place were, it was certainly unbelievable for the woman to be Elizabeth‘s god–granddaughter as she had claimed.
What a load of bollocks, thought the police officer before he incredulously asked, “Who did you say your god–grandmother is?”
“My god–grandmother is Old Mrs. Kings of the unbeatable Kings Family!” Veronica explained earnestly, “The Kings that make up a quarter of The Four Big Families of Bloomstead, mind you.”
Instead of being intimidated, the police officers began to look at each other as they sniggered.
Then, one of them decided to speak up, “Young Master Matthew already called us earlier regarding a case of someone stealing his wine. We have filed a case for him. So please, follow us back to the station so that we can further investigate this.”
Despite inwardly cursing the situation out with all her might, she managed to give a calm response. “Oh, alright then. Give me a moment to change into something else,” she replied with her face full of smiles.
That sh*thead Matthew just wasn‘t capable of behaving like a proper human being.
She knew that he was going to call the cops on her, but she had not expected him to do it so quickly–she didn‘t even get the chance to put the alcohol back!
After changing her clothes while grumbling her way through, she finally stepped out of the room in a different outfit, where her reappearance had caught a few of the police officers by surprise. “Wait, are you… Tiffany Larson, the No. 1 Talented Girl from the Larson‘s Family?”
“She looks like Tiffany Larson, but her vibe is definitely different,” another officer expressed his observation.
“Oh, she is Larson‘s other daughter that went missing when she was a baby. They had it announced to the public not long ago. She grew up in the boonies. That must be why she can‘t compare to Tiffany Larson‘s elegance. But I have to say, this lady here might be prettier than Tiffany Larson.”
As though Veronica was an item placed on a shelf, the police officers began to evaluate her amongst themselves as they looked at her from head to toe.
Since the Larsons had revealed Veronica‘s idently to the public, it was no surprise that they knew about her.
However, no one other than the people in the upper–class circle would know about her becoming Elizabeth‘s god–granddaughter since Elizabeth had intended to only announce it on the day of her birthday celebration.
Somewhat offended by them openly judging her, Veronica walked past them and decided to walk ahead instead. “Aren‘t we going to the police station? Let‘s go.”
Ai once, some of the police officers began to lower their guards after learning about her identity, but the chattering never ceased even as they followed closely behind her.
“She really is from the boonies, huh? Just stealing everything she sees.”
“Maybe it isn‘t as simple as it seems. She did say that Young Master Matthew was the one who gave it to her and that Old Mrs. Kings was her god–grandmother.”
“Come on, you think Old Mrs. Kings would take a village girl in as her god granddaughter? You‘re overestimating this young lady.”
“Right. She must have been blabbering nonsense. Why would Young Master Matthew call the police on her if what she said was true?”
“That is hard to say. Young Master Matthew made us come over here even though he himself knows where she lives. This is something that someone of his capability can solve at a snap of his fingers, and yet, he wanted to do it the hard way. I don‘t think we should completely disregard what she said.”
“But we can‘t completely believe her either.”
“That is true.”
As Veronica walked in front, she could hear the whisperings happening behind her. but she chose not to say anything despite feeling frustrated by it.
Then, they took the elevator down and hopped into the police car before finally leaving for the station to get Veronica‘s statement taken.
Meanwhile, Matthew was already seated in the main hallway of the police station when they arrived. With his legs crossed and torso leaned back against the backrest
of the chair, he managed to look as casual as he was intimidating.
Veronica‘s temper immediately flared when her eyes fell on him. As if nothing had happened, he nonchalantly lifted his eyes to stare into her angry gaze. The fleeting smile he had on disappeared from his cold face before it turned into a full grin.
“Matthew Kings!” she called out as her steps came to a halt. She then tore away the bottle of 1945 Romanée–Conti from the hands of one of the officers before stomping toward Matthew and slamming the bottle on a table nearby. “Here is your red wine. I‘m giving it back to you!”
Instead of replying, Matthew only quietly stared at her. He didn‘t have to say even a word for others to feel the menace emitting out of him.
Getting timider by the second, Veronica unconsciously gulped. “It is just a bottle of wine! Did you really have to call the police for something like this? You are just wasting government resources,” she continued in a slightly meeker tone.
She swore to the heavens that the only reason she took it was that it looked like it would be a good bottle of red wine!
Furthermore, she had always drunk from Matthew‘s alcohol stash without his permission when they lived together.
However, this scumbag of a man completely turned his back on her after Veronica announced that she would no longer stay by Elizabeth‘s side as she would be leaving Bloomstead soon. His attitude toward her had changed almost instantaneously because she no longer held any value for him.
During that one night when she couldn‘t fall asleep, her eyes lingered on Matthew‘s wine shelf, and that was when her eyes eventually fell on this delectable–looking bottle of wine. So, she took it but left it unscathed in her bedroom.
Then, she decided to bring it along with her when she left Twilight Condominium, never expecting the bottle of wine–looking nothing out of the ordinary–to be priced at a staggering 3.9 million!
Maybe it was her fault for taking the expensive wine, but why did Matthew skip contacting her first before heading straight for the police?!
Sull sitting without even moving an inch, Matthew lifted his head slightly to peer ar the woman before him and questioned her in a low voice. “Do you know how muchi this boule you took is worth?”
“Who wouldn‘t know that this is a 1945 Romanée–Conti–“She stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence when she realized that she had fallen right into the trap Matthew had just set.
For Matthew to call the police despite knowing that she was the one who took the wine made it obvious that Matthew was trying to convict her for ‘knowingly going against the law‘ if she were to confess that she was aware of the value of the wine she had taken
Without waiting for Veronica to come up with another retort, Matthew gave an indifferent wave as his head tilted to glance at the officers standing behind Veronica. Officers, I‘m sure you all have heard her. She knew the value of the wine when she took it,” he informed.
*F*ck!” she finally spat. “Matthew, you piece of sh*t. I—” Knowing that her following words would come to naught, she bit her tongue and said, “You were the one who gave this to me! As for how I knew its price, Xavier was the one who told me about the price of the red wine when he came over to my condominium earlier. I was so surprised that I almost called the police, only to have them knock on my door before I even rang them!”
Matthew‘s face immediately fell when he heard Veronica‘s words. At that moment, his gaze turned a few notches colder too.
Earlier?Xavier went to her place?
Her words kept reverberating in his head as he casually lowered his head to look at the Rolex Blue Dial watch resting on his wrist. But it‘s already 11 nearing midnight!
“Oh, really? Can anyone prove that?” His fingertips lightly tapped on the back of his hand. Even though he appeared calm as he threw the question at Veronica, his heart was thumping hard in his chest.
“Of course!” she exclaimed while taking out her phone. “I‘ll give Xavier a call right this moment!”
Just then, Matthew suddenly stopped her in her tracks. “You have a close relationship with Xavier. He is not a reliable witness. You have nothing to back your words.” He then slowly took out a thumb drive from the inner breast pocket of his suit before continuing, “I, on the other hand, have a surveillance recording of you committing the crime.”
Immediately, Veronica‘s eyes glued to the thumb drive in Matthew‘s hand, and even though she didn‘t say a word in return, her blazing pair of eyes were sufficient for
others to read the exact thoughts and emotions that were going through her head and heart.
