Chapter 684 Will You Be Back After Going to the Hidden Clan?
“No, I think your plan is just fine. Think about it—everything you are doing now is for me, whereas Zac and the others have let down their guard as they think you’re dead. You will be able to handle everything with ease when you counterattack. I am even starting to yearn to have a better life between us.”
Veronica often had dreams that she and Matthew would stay together until the end of their lives, living simple and ordinary days as a loving couple.
“I am glad you are saying this,” Matthew murmured. He was extremely touched by her.
“Alright, now. Come sit down. Let’s eat together.”
After Veronica pulled him to sit down, the two began to chat while eating.
The suite’s heavy drapes were drawn, and with its dimly lit yellow lights, the room looked as dark as night from outside.
The vigilant couple wanted to do everything with utmost care and attention to detail.
“Right, you haven’t told me how you managed to stay alive after you were hit by the bullet.”
Matthew had left so hastily the last time that Veronica didn’t even have time to ask him in detail.
“I was gravely injured on the day of the wedding, and the car did fall into the river. But I didn’t die after falling into the water. I managed to escape and leave Bloomstead,” he explained.
Veronica took the cutlery and stuffed the prawn into her mouth before chewing it carefully. With a sly look in her moist eyes, she asked tentatively, “I am guessing you purposely dropped your car into the river?”
In fact, she was sure that everything was planned by him since the last time she saw him.
For a man as intelligent as he was, Matthew would have died a hundred times during the years he strived in the business world if a gun fight out in the open had managed to kill him.
The top dogs in the business world might look glamorous on the surface, but they had only got to their positions today after stepping on a ladder made out of the skeletons of their opponents.
As the richest man in Bloomstead, Matthew Kings was not one to be underestimated.
It would be more amazing if he really did die.
As he held a glass of red wine while listening to her words, a small smile graced his sharp features. “My woman is so clever. I wonder if that is a good or bad thing.”
“Of course it is a good thing,” Veronica retorted.
“Not necessarily.”
“Why do you say so?”
“I wouldn’t be able to hide from your sharp eyes if I did something bad behind your back someday, would I?”
“Pfft! Hahaha!” He succeeded at making her laugh with his words.
Veronica didn’t think he would still be in the mood for jokes at a time like this.
With a hand covering her mouth, she let herself laugh heartily.
Matthew closely looked at her every expression, every detail imprinting deeply in his mind. It was as if it would be a memory he would have for life.
He gently swirled red wine in his wine glass before lifting his chin to take a sip. “There is something we have to talk about.”
“What is it?” Veronica asked, her smile gone when she noticed the solemn look on his face.
“You are the leader of the hidden clan. What are you going to do if everyone forces you to stay as the head of the clan after you return to the clan?”
This question had troubled Matthew for the longest time, but he had never taken the initiative to ask her, for fear that he would put pressure on her.
But the truth was that they were about to enter the clan. They had come to a point that everything had to be well prepared in advance.
“I…” Veronica sighed and messed up the strands of hair on her forehead. “I know. I have always been thinking about this as well. But… Matt…” She looked at him with clear eyes. “To me, home is where there are you, me, and our children. I have never wanted to stay in the hidden clan.”
“You might not have, but what about Master Crayson?”
