Chapter 698 The Hidden Clan
As Destiny noticed Crayson getting nervous, she was getting jittery for some reason too. She usually addressed him as ‘Mr. Crayson’, but she called him Master out of nervousness.
Especially when Veronica’s eyes zeroed in on her presently, her cold aura was sending chills to Destiny’s spine.
“You—” She parted her lips, intending to say something, but nothing escaped through her mouth.
“Since you’re awake, have something with us. I’ll explain everything to you later.” Crayson did not wish to see Veronica getting livid. However, he had no choice but to abide by the clan’s rules.
She examined the seated people, who wore green, black or checkered head scarfs. They had either silver earrings or silver neck rings on them as well. Mostly in blue, green, red, black, and white, the collared shirts on them stretched into narrow sleeves and fit waists. There were even floral patterns embroidered on the edge of the pants.
Those were distinguishing features of the hidden clans and they were similar to that of the Haians.
Crayson and Destiny donned the traditional clothes too. Veronica, who was in a black tracksuit, appeared inconspicuous as she stood right there.
Their distinctive clothes were attractive and pretty to her, yet she felt something strange about it. It was as if she had traveled to another space, where she was unfamiliar with and repulsive of.
Veronica riveted on the spot whereas the people spoke in their local language with Crayson. She could not understand a single thing and her passive stance made her worry.
After they finished talking, a fair-skinned and gentle-looking man rose to his feet. He approached Veronica and introduced himself, “Hi. I’m Mateo Elrod. Nice to meet you.”
Mateo dressed in a blue-black buttoned short that had short sleeves and the same black pants as everyone else. Although he did not wear a headscarf, his delicate features stood out with those golden spectacles and he seemed like a gentleman.
Most importantly, he was speaking in English! Since one should reserve their anger toward a person with a positive attitude, Veronica figured that it would be impolite to keep her sour face on since he took the initiative first.
She shook his hand. “Hi, I’m Veronica.”
“Yup, I know that.” He nodded. “Waylen Elrod is my grandfather. He has mentioned about you all these years. ”
Then, he suddenly realized that she might not know who he was referring to, so he pointed at Crayson and explained, “Waylen is his real name.”
“He knows that you don’t understand our language, so I’ll be your interpreter in the future,” he added.
The unfamiliar place, people, and language were weighing her shoulders down with an invisible weight.
Her brows furrowed before smoothened as she nodded lightly. “Okay. Thanks in advance.”
Veronica needed an interpreter, otherwise, it would be difficult for her to roam around the hidden clan.
“Don’t sweat it. Let’s go and have some food.” Mateo extended his arm and they sat down to enjoy the meal.
“Veronica, allow me to introduce them to you. They work for your mother. He’s Aiden Elrod. This is Rory Finnegan, Shoy Finnegan, and Wren Ledger,” Crayson introduced their names and identities.
Later on, she found out that the people in the hidden clan were named after the surname Ledger, Elrod, Finnegan, Beckett, and Monroe.
