Her Billionaire Husband

Sean Ludwig raised his beer and clinked glasses with Veronica Murphy, saying, “I should thank you. You saved Mia Stuart’s foolish life.”

They smiled at each other, not saying much. After discussing these matters, Sean Ludwig got back to the point, “Castron’s detective agency is currently stable. I plan to open a branch in Australia. What do you think?”

“Sure, opening a new company is a good idea. But we need to explore the area in Australia and find a suitable location,” Veronica Murphy looked at Sean Ludwig and said, “Let’s focus on making money first. Once we have enough savings, I’ll take you to a place where we can do business and ensure that we… no, we will earn a lot.”

“What place?” Sean Ludwig was curious.

“I can’t tell you right now. I’ll take you there when I have enough money.”

“Very mysterious,” Sean Ludwig shook his head and smiled helplessly. Veronica Murphy didn’t tell Sean Ludwig that she planned to send someone to the hidden clan to do business once everything was stable.

“By the way, from what I know, Matthew Kings has recently encountered some trouble. This matter…” Sean Ludwig looked at Veronica Murphy and said, “You should be aware of it, right?”

Although Matthew Kings publicly announced their divorce, Sean Ludwig couldn’t figure out the reason. But judging from Matthew Kings’ recent concern for Veronica Murphy, they probably didn’t actually get divorced.

Upon hearing this, Veronica Murphy paused for. a moment, furrowed her brow, sighed, picked up a piece of beef tripe with her fork, dipped it in the sauce bowl, and slowly chewed on it.

“I know.”

She nodded, her tone tinged with a hint of helplessness. The current her was no longer the same as before. No matter what happened, she could sense some movements. After all, the detective agency wasn’t just for show.

“I suppose you know some things,” Sean Ludwig poured himself a glass of wine and sighed, “This matter is not as simple as it seems. If you need any help, remember to let me know.”

As a partner and a friend, Veronica Murphy thought Sean Ludwig was a good person. She smiled and said, “I don’t need your help. Since you have a good relationship with Ruka Dame, you should advise her instead of letting her focus on Hendrey Johnson all the time.”

Ruka Dame was a close friend of Veronica Murphy, but she had known Sean Ludwig for a longer time and had a better relationship with him.

“Hendrey Johnson?”

Sean Ludwig naturally knew this person. He shrugged helplessly and spread his hands, “Ruka Dame, once she likes someone, she’s single-minded. I can’t persuade her. She loved Matthew Kings deeply before. If it weren’t for the exposure of the scene where Matthew Kings, disguised as a woman, kissed you in the mall, she wouldn’t have given up.”

At that time, Ruka Dame thought Matthew Kings liked men, and that’s when she completely lost hope. Little did she know that the so-called ‘man’ was actually Veronica Murphy. The two sat together and talked until dawn before parting ways.

However, Veronica Murphy didn’t go directly back to her hotel. Instead, she took the car borrowed from Sean Ludwig and went somewhere else.

The night was bitterly cold. Veronica Murphy got out of the car, feeling the biting cold wind. She adjusted her coat collar and stood in front of the Emperor Grand Hotel, looking up at the building. She entered the hotel lobby and took the elevator straight to the 36th floor.

Presidential Suite 3671. Veronica Murphy stood in front of the door and pressed the doorbell. It was already 3:30 in the morning.

She pressed it once, but no one answered. She pressed it again. Just as Veronica Murphy thought that the person inside was still asleep and was about to press the doorbell again, the door of the Presidential Suite opened.

Inside stood a person wearing a sky-blue lace nightgown, wrapped in a bathrobe, with disheveled golden curls and a sleepy look on their face.