Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 877 Underground Palace

The following night, Tiffany, who was under house arrest, was lying on the bed. As her gaze landed on the medicine on the nightstand, resentment gradually replaced the tears that brimmed in her eyes.

She clenched her fair hands together as her body shook in anger. “Veronica Murphy, I’ll kill you! I really will!” Every bad thing that happened to Tiffany started with Veronica. As such, she could only feel satisfied once Veronica was dead.

That night, Tiffany tossed and turned on her bed but couldn’t fall asleep. Pictures of the ways to kill Veronica were running through her mind. The whole night, she kept wondering about the quickest and most effective way to kill someone.

As she went over the plan in her mind, a hint of fragrance reached her. The next second, her head grew heavy and she finally fell asleep. She had no idea what happened after she passed out.

After a long time, Tiffany stirred awake. As her eyes fluttered open, she was met with the sight of Crayson and Mateo. “W-What are you doing here?”

alarmed by their presence, she struggled to get up from the bed. It was only then that she realized her limbs were bound tightly

involuntarily, only to

around

bronze figures. The figures were each holding a pole, whereby a lantern hung at the tip

ancient and modern art added to the mystery

that unnerved her from

you.

he only cast an indifferent glance at her before returning to the discussion. He was talking to Mateo in the hidden tongue as they fiddled with

language. As

terrible feeling and the helplessness was

else that man will come after you!” She tried to struggle out of her constraints, but it was futile.

of Floch and Rachel caught Crayson’s attention as he paused the discussion. He turned around to look at the woman, and his glassy eyes were filled with an icy look as he growled, “Is that so? They should come after me, then. At least it saves me a trip to go looking

him as ‘Mr. Crayson’ in the past. However, Tiffany