Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

“Please forgive me for my shallowness,” Flavian Kings said sparingly. He believed that with his current family background, he had no shortage of people to take care of him in his old age.

Furthermore, Flavian Kings once again believed that Veronica Murphy was shallow and ignorant, unworthy of Matthew Kings.

Veronica Murphy left. She hurried to Kyoland, wanting to talk to Flavian Kings. Although she didn’t even have the opportunity for formal negotiations, she still obtained some important information.

On her way back, she wondered if Matthew. Kings didn’t know about Eviette Robins’ family background. That shouldn’t be the case.

He had said that he had known Eviette Robins for many years and was well aware of her background. Most likely, Matthew Kings didn’t know that Eviette Robins liked him and wanted to marry him.

When she returned to Lothen, it was already midnight. Eleanor Gomez, who had been sleeping the entire day, saw her come back and ran to her room, curling up on the sofa. “Tell me honestly, where did you go? You look worried. Did something happen?”

Murphy got up, took two bottles of red wine from the wine cabinet, poured them into a decanter, and brought two tall glasses to

ordered some takeout on her phone and then sat down with Eleanor Gomez, drinking and chatting. She told Eleanor Gomez everything that had

face gradually darkened. “From what you’re saying, your sweetheart is in

losses. Now he’s severely weakened. How could they be their opponents?” Veronica Murphy, who hadn’t drunk in a long time, raised her glass and drank it all in one go. She sighed, “Do

the armrest of the single sofa, holding a tall glass in one hand, and pointed at Veronica Murphy with her finger. “You’re supposed to be a young socialite, but you can say such ignorant things. The people

let out a long sigh. “You, my dear, can only say that you have bad luck

tricks on you. You, at least, are the Young Lord of the hidden clan, and so am

poured herself a full glass of red wine from the decanter. “Are you trying to advise me or just adding insult to

She clinked her glass with Veronica Murphy’s Straight

that, she waved her hand holding the tall glass. “Well, maybe it’s not a dead end. If I die, Matt might have a chance at a fresh start. With Eviette Robins’ protection and the influence of