Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew)

Chapter 151

Veronica had a vague feeling that there was a plot underway. She had the impression that Matthew bore no good intentions toward her and was always plotting something against her.

That one sentence of hers rendered Matthew speechless. Hence, they stopped talking

They had no idea how long they had walked when they arrived near the Twilight Club. Seeing that Veronica was about to cross the street to return to her rented apartment, Matthew immediately said, "You have some things left in my condominium."

"What's that?" Veronica couldn't recall what she had left in Twilight Condominium.

"Clothes."

"All those clothes are bought by you, aren't they?"

"Yes, but you have already worn them, so now who should I give them to? If you do not want them, I'll just throw them away." This man knew Veronica's personality well, and he knew exactly what to say to make her succumb.

"Are you sure you do not want them?"

Those clothes were all limited edition from high-end brands. Throwing them all away would be such a waste. Thinking of what he said, she reckoned that Matthew was really a wastrel. All the clothes were in good condition, but he had no qualms about throwing them away.

Matthew kept silent and merely nodded slightly.

"Well, then I'll go to your house and take them away." Veronica pouted before saying, "But I better warn you, those are given to me by you and I want to record this down as proof."

Once bitten, twice shy. After the previous experience, she didn't want to be used by him again.

"As you wish," Matthew said nonchalantly.

They then entered Twilight Club's lobby, swiped the entry card required for its

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The elevator had arrived at the upper floor. When both of them exited the elevator, Veronica activated her phone's video recording function at once and pointed her phone at Matthew's face. She then said, "Come on, evidence in the form of video recording. I am going to record everything down in case you later turn around and sue me for theft, and I would have nothing to explain by then."

In the past, Matthew was disgusted and enraged by people pointing their phones at him. However, Veronica's mischievous look in doing this made him smile instead. Such a smile was unusual, and his cool- looking face seemed to warm up.

"What are you smiling at?"

Raising her phone, Veronica looked at Matthew, who was being recorded on her phone. His smile was so mesmerizing that it drew her in and made her fall into it in an instant.

Such a lovely face. God must have pampered him so much that he was given a perfect face with no flaws, which was so attractive that it made people forget to breathe.

Veronica swore that if the person before her was not Matthew, she would have gone after him for his attractive face and asked him to be her boyfriend. But, remembering the odious heart beneath this good- looking face, she couldn't allow herself to think any further.

Seeing that he did not answer her question, she continued saying, "You're the one who told me to get the clothes, correct? You have to leave some proof; if not, how am I going to get them?"

"Yes, I will give you all the clothes in my wardrobe."

"This is merely a broad statement of yours. Come with me."

She then held his hand, pulled him to the room, and opened his wardrobe. She filmed him again, followed by the clothes in the wardrobe, and asked, "These are the clothes to be given to me, correct?"

"Yes."

"Free of charge, no regrets, and you wouldn't demand any payment from me, right?"

"Yes"

Veronica laughed. "Good, as long as there is evidence."

Smilingly, she saved that video recording into her phone gallery and kept her phone.

However, just when she was about to tidy up the clothes, Matthew's eyes lit up. "Um... I've been playing a game recently, and you're skilled in games, right? Could you share some experience with me?" "What?"

A game? When she heard what he said, her jaws dropped. She had previously assumed that it was impossible for him to play games since he was so busy with his work, and it had never occurred to her that he would seek her guidance. "Gaming is based on experiences; hence, it's impossible for me to teach you for free."

Needless to say, her response was well within Matthew's expectation, with only variations in a few words. He remained calm and asked, "How much is your fee to guide me on training three heroes, from now to tomorrow?"

"From now until tomorrow, that's one full day and one night. Such a fee would be... Hmm... Let me think..."

Thinking of what to say, she pursed her lips with one arm crossed before her and another touching her jaws, and her gleaming eyes looked at him every now and then.

Recalling the time in Twilight Club where he took one million from her, and another time when he called the police to arrest her, she figured that she would not waste such a scarce opportunity to deal with him. After considering all these, she said, "At least fifty thousand. No discount. My capability is worth it."

"Forget it, I'll ask Thomas to find someone else tomorrow, and most probably there will be others with a cheaper fee."

Leaving these words, Matthew turned around and left. Yet, his steps were small with a slow speed, as if he was anticipating something.

"Huh? Hey, wait a minute. We can discuss this."

How could she let go of such a golden opportunity? Veronica pulled him, walked past him, and stood before him. Smilingly, she said, "Tell me how much you're thinking of. I'll give you a discount in light of our relationship."

"Ten thousand."

"Sh*t, Matthew Kings, you're going overboard. I merely said I will give you a discount, but not to this extent. The most I can deduct is... ten thousand."

"No, ten thousand to be the entire fee."

"Well, then thirty-five thousand."

"Ten thousand."

"Thirty thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand, nothing more."

"Nay, twenty thousand. Twenty thousand-and that's final. It cannot be any lesser."

"Ten thousand."

"Matthew Kings, what do you mean? You said fifteen thousand moments ago, and now it's ten thousand again? Can you be more reasonable?"

"Fifteen thousand seems to be a little expensive."

"Expensive, my foot! You're so stingy! Forget it, I'll take fifteen thousand. Transfer this amount to me first and remember to refer to it as 'the fees for learning games."

Being so defensive against him, Veronica felt that she was living in trepidation. He transferred fifteen thousand to her on the spot. Happily receiving the money, she felt that he appeared more appealing to her eyes now.

"Come on, let's play the game on the sofa. I'll teach you."

Pulling him to the living room, she sat on the sofa happily and forgot she had a wound on her right hand. He then sat beside her and turned on the most popular game at the time: Honor of Kings. Sitting close to each other, she tilted her head toward him, looked at his phone, and asked, "Why are you suddenly interested in playing games?"

"Because..." You like them.

Throughout her stay in Twilight Club, he had always seen her playing games. Sometimes she played the computer version, while other times she played with the

phone version, and no matter which version, she was good at them. And, having no idea when this thought started, he wanted to play with her, thinking that it might be a fun experience. "Because of what?"

He paused his answer midway and began to keep her guessing. This piqued her interest.

"I play them to kill time. Work is dull and boring, you know."

"Oh, such a workaholic like you would find working dull too, huh."

Veronica didn't know how to react. Nevertheless, she proceeded to ask him about his view and understanding of the game. Initially, she was merely sitting beside him. But as they conversed, she began to lean on the edge of his shoulder. When she felt uncomfortable with her position, she simply placed her hands over his shoulder and rested her jaw on it.