Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 294 

Still, the fact that Tiffany was an innocent victim did not elicit a smidgen of sympathy in Veronica. 

The long curly hair that stuck out of Tiffany‘s checkered scarf and rested on her black coat. Since one hand was in her pocket while the other hand clutched her bag, she smiled at Veronica. “It wasn‘t that difficult for me to look up where you live.” 

Veronica simply nodded. “Anything?” 

Tiffany raised her head and stared at the winter sky. “You think I would come for nothing? In such cold weather?” 

Veronica remained silent as she was all ears. 

“I heard that you‘re the one handling Jackson‘s wedding. Am I correct?” Tiffany asked. 

It was not a surprise to Veronica that Tiffany had found out about it. As the woman herself had said, it was easy to know news about Veronica since Bloomstead was only of this size afterall. 

“Your point?” Veronica‘s patience was wearing thin. 

“I‘m here to remind you to be extra careful tomorrow.” With that being said, Tiffany shrugged her shoulders. “There, I said it.” She then walked past Veronica without a second thought. 

A frowning Veronica wheeled around and questioned, “What do you mean by that?” 

Tiffany‘s footsteps came to a halt and she slightly turned her head. “It‘s as I‘ve told you. If you can‘t prevent the accident from happening, I‘m afraid that you will have to close down the bridal store in Bloomstead.” 

“Got it.” Veronica coolly ended the conversation despite the questions flashing across her head and one of them read, Why are you helping me? 

It was obvious what kind of answer Tiffany would give. Because I‘m trying to make up for the things I‘ve done in the past. 

Nonetheless, she made it a point to stay vigilant on the wedding

a heavy burden on Veronica‘s shoulders

hours of sleep before waking up at 6.00AM,

awake that whole night.

morning sun had illuminated the day, yet the winter breeze was welcoming the

Jackson‘s wedding arrived at Elite Hotel early in the morning in order

system and projector multiple times and drilled into her team members the need for safety precautions. Let‘s hope

bad came to pass, she would have no place in Bloomstead

nine, guests began to fill the place to the brim. Wearing a gray suit and a pair of sneakers, Veronica brought the walkie–talkie

backyard of the hotel. Coating the padded artificial grass were imported fresh flowers and vibrant balloons that revived the spring amongst the

her stomach. It was because all of

Yvonne suddenly tapped

turned her head instinctively before shooting glares at

Conrad and Matthew happened to enter just at the right time. Conrad looked at their direction

at Yvonne, yet her guts were telling otherwise—he was

month. Complementing his coiffed hair was a pair of space–gray sunglasses while the blue velvet suit radiated his dashing looks. With an air of elegance, his

not turn his head toward her at all, as if those eyes behind the sunglasses had not noticed

Crazy man. 

he flipped out at the hospital a month ago had infuriated her and she still had vet to know the issue. Still, it was understandable

her by now. Thus, Veronica returned the favor by pretending not to see him too, so

decorated beautifully. Fresh yet refined. Not bad,” praised

described as professional. “You‘re flattering me, Uncle Conrad.”

Let‘s head inside. Let‘s not disturb Roni while she‘s on duty.” Yvonne let go