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. 

she made it a point to stay vigilant on the wedding regardless of

burden on Veronica‘s shoulders as

have at least two hours of sleep before waking up at 6.00AM,

awake that whole

day, yet the

that was responsible for Jackson‘s wedding arrived at Elite Hotel early in

multiple times and drilled into her team members the need for safety precautions. Let‘s hope I won‘t get deja vu today.

pass, she would have

struck nine, guests began to fill the place to the brim. Wearing a gray suit and a pair of sneakers, Veronica brought the walkie–talkie to her mouth at times to make sure everything

grass were imported fresh flowers and vibrant balloons that revived the

to the pits of her stomach. It was because all of them were leading figures who

Yvonne suddenly tapped Veronica‘s shoulder from

before shooting glares at her

happened to enter just at the right time.

at Yvonne, yet her guts were telling otherwise—he

pair of space–gray sunglasses while the blue velvet suit

the most conspicuous place at the entrance, Matthew did not turn his head toward her at all, as if those eyes behind

Crazy man. 

way 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 for someone

mood for talking to her, he should have grown tired of her by now. Thus, Veronica returned the favor by pretending not to see him too,

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

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

disturb Roni while she‘s