Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 835 Puppet

“Tiffany may look like she’s working with Hendrey and Zac, but according to what I know, she has been in frequent contact with Dominik and Liam lately. She might have her plans. She’s too ambitious and uncontrollable.” Crayson frowned deeply, the thin smoke spewing through his breath and barely able to hide the worry on his face.

It hadn’t been a month since his return to the hidden clan. Everything was beyond his control, and that made him feel extra helpless and exhausted.

“Yes, Tiffany is totally out of control. No matter what we arrange for her, she won’t agree to it.” Hayley sighed, but her legs were neatly placed together as she sat on the couch, her back as straight as a ruler. No matter how troubled she was, she still presented herself as a noblewoman.

“Since she’s out of control, how do you deal with her?” Veronica asked curiously as she gazed coolly at the two people sitting opposite her, awaiting their reply.

In reality, Veronica had always felt pissed, but she tried her best to hold it in. The two kept talking about Tiffany being out of control, and it sounded like they thought she was easier to control.

should’ve known that only puppets were the easiest

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goes wrong, she probably won’t be leaving this hunt alive.” Crayson’s tone was grave as he kept puffing his cigarette

give up on the seeded player you’ve raised so carefully for more than 20 years?” Veronica leaned against the couch

pierced through Hayley’s

Veronica hated them, so she was doing her best to fill in the blanks in their mother-daughter relationship. However, she hadn’t expected their relationship to

frowned as he spoke sternly. “Veronica, I know you find this unfair, but we’re doing this for your own good. Of course, your mother and I still have to discuss what

discard the ‘pawn’ they had raised for more than 20 years. “In that case, I guess I should thank you guys.” With that, she got up and walked up the stairs. “I’m tired, so

back!” Seeing that she just got up to leave, Crayson put on a dark expression as he gripped the pipe, knocking it heavily against the table.

a few steps when she paused, then slowly turned around. The fury on her face was replaced by a

with you about

the word. “Is a discussion with me even necessary? You’ve already decided everything, so you only have to tell me what to do on the day itself. I trust that you won’t just stand by and watch as I die in the hunting event. After all, I have much more