Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 365 It’s Christmas!

In other words, at least three people with a height of nearly 5’11” are visiting Master Crayson. But it’s the 23rd of December in the Gregorian calendar, which is the day before Christmas Eve. Who will come here?

The most significant part is that the shoe prints look new, and Master Crayson isn’t here either. Where could he go? Therefore, she got up and followed those shoe prints all the way back. She found herself at the other end of the back mountain as she walked.

Just when Veronica was puzzled and looked around, she abruptly discovered several people standing together in the woods behind the mountain.

Startled, Veronica immediately squatted down and looked at them from a distance.

Once she took a closer look, she surprisingly realized that Crayson was standing together with three tall men.

While Crayson stood with his hands behind his back and head held high, the three men opposite him held their hands in front of them and bowed their heads slightly respectfully.

Veronica felt a chill down her spine as she witnessed this scene.

Who are these guys? And, what exactly is Master Crayson’s identity?

Suddenly, she remembered the person who looked like Crayson she saw on Mudwood Street the other day.

Was I really mistaken?

Also, was Master Crayson really in the company’s office? Or was he just coming back from outside and happened to enter the company and meet Shirley when I saw him in Encounters Bridal Store that day?

As she started pondering on the matter, she couldn’t help the growing sense of fear.

She knew that Crayson had sharp eyes and even more sensitive hearing, so she did not dare to stay. Therefore, she could only creep forward and leave quietly.

When she was back at the door, she sat by the door and continued to wait for Crayson.

However, Veronica abruptly thought of something that made her heart lurch in her chest with fear while she waited. “Oh, sh*t!”

I was observing the shoe prints on the ground earlier and followed them to find Master Crayson. So, naturally, I must have also left my tracks!

I’m afraid—Master Crayson will surely find out!

Veronica fell into deep thought as she saw her set of footprints. Then, she walked in that direction again.

she had left before, as she shouted while walking toward that eerie scene, “Master Crayson?

first, her voice was relatively low. Veronica only amplified her voice a little when she was about to reach

people would have enough time to

pretended not to see him and kept shouting at the top of

quiet! What are you yelling about?!” Crayson came out of the woods with two bundles of firewood on his shoulders. He effortlessly carried them as he made his way toward her. “When did you

I finally found

toward him. However, her eyes reflexively glanced at the spot where

no one there any

times, haven’t I? Just stay over at my place if the weather

was certainly not a big deal if it was an ordinary house. Unfortunately, there were plenty of flammable items in

doing something essential

down the firewood on his shoulder and looked at Veronica. “Here! You’re strong enough. Carry this firewood

she pouted, walked over, and carried

to nag from earlier have gone to? Hurry up, and let’s go!” Crayson ordered Veronica, showing

staggeringly as she carried the bundle of

a result, her feet slipped as she walked, and she fell to the ground with

collar to pull her up. “You can’t carry the firewoods on your shoulders, and

he spoke, he picked up the firewood

normal for me to

the house and placed them on the fire. “Come, I’ll roast you some sweet potatoes to eat. I

you love me the most!” Veronica was very

kind to me. He’s like a teacher, a father, and a family to me. Moreover, he is at a higher level than ordinary people in terms of skill, ability, altruism, and

her

home in the evening. The family of four sat together to

returned home, she turned off her phone. She did not want to be disturbed by the outside world, let

she went up to the back mountain after

self-made coir raincoat, he sat by the

once read. ‘There is only one boat on the water. With an old man in a straw rain cape, who stands on deck and fishes by himself,

it very much, so she turned on her phone. Taking a few photos of Crayson, she then uploaded

shooting angle, no one

an old man in a straw rain

were high up in the mountain, her phone had no internet connection. However, Veronica could care less and just allowed her phone to upload the photos automatically whenever

practice her boxing skill and play chess. The time passed in a