The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

The Life Of A Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 140

Veronica wasn‘t stupid. After leaving Bloomstead, getting in contact with Matthew was the last thing she would have wanted to do.

Xavier couldn‘t help but feel a sense of sadness after hearing Veronica‘s words. “Why do you have to h umble yourself so much just because you love him?” he solemnly asked.

For a moment there, she couldn‘t understand where he was coming from. “Huh? Humble myself so mu ch just because–” His sudden words made her wonder for a bit before she was hit by realization– she had usedliking Matthew as her reason for

rejecting Xavier‘s advances.

Xavier must have been making up scenarios in his head, she thought.

Veronica then quickly nodded her head in agreement and chuckled. “That‘s right. But I did not humble myself just for him. It‘s more like I have an unrequited love for him.”

Her liking a scumbag like Matthew?

Never in a million years.

Hearing Veronica‘s reply, Xavier let out a small smile. At that moment, he had a forlorn expression on his handsome face as he knowingl y stared at her. He then reached out toward the crown of her head and gave a long sigh while gently caressing her black locks. “It is those who are in an unrequited love that has to humbl e themselves the most.”

As Veronica did not want to put much thought into what he had just said, she merely shrugged and let o ut a scornful laugh. “Well, all these kinds of things aren‘t important as they‘ll slowly fade away as time p asses. Oh, by the way…” she suddenly exclaimed. “I faced a problem at work and am in need of your g uidance. I noticed something in the event proposal I saw today. It‘s about the products…”

After busying themselves with work at Konig Company, Veronica and Xavier left to have a simple dinner together before heading to Twilight Club.

Meanwhile, things weren‘t looking so great for Matthew at the Kings Residence as he stoically stood in the living room. He was silent in the face of Elizabeth, who had a serious look on her face.

Elizabeth was infuriated as she loudly banged the table. “You were the one who wanted to be betrothed to Tiffy in the first place, but now you are requesting to cancel the engagement? What the hell are you thinking?!” she fumed.

“I didn‘t say that I want to cancel the engagement. I just want to have it postponed. That is all.”

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He couldn‘t dive deep into the details yesterday because both Tiffany and Veronica were present. Beca use of that, he decided to go out of his way and pay a visit to the Kings Residence today just to discuss it with Elizabeth.

“When do you plan to have the wedding then? Tiffy is already pregnant! Are you going to marry her with a baby in your arms? Do you want to be seen as a joke? Stop fooling around, Matthew!” Elizabeth ang rily reprimanded as she pointed at him.

“Grandma, I —” Matthew had just begun to explain himself when Mrs. Coleman, who had been standing at a side, s

uddenly cut him off.

She walked toward Matthew and said, “Young Master, please save the discussion for another time. Old Mrs. Kings isn‘t feeling her best today.”

Familiar with Elizabeth‘s condition, Mrs. Coleman abruptly interrupted the conversation as she knew th at it was best to prevent agitating Elizabeth for now.

She then approached Elizabeth and stood in front of her. “You have an acupuncture session with Dr. Za ne today, Old Mrs. Kings. Let‘s head there now as he is probably already waiting for us.”

As displeased as Elizabeth was, she knew the condition of her body. With that, she responded by givin g a nod, not forgetting to throw an angry glance at Matthew before she and Mrs. Coleman left the living room. “There is no room for discussion,” she growled. “Don‘t you dare decide otherwise!”

After being left alone, Matthew stood there for a while before he finally left the building. Then, he heade d to the parking area of the residence and enjoyed the cool breeze which still carried traces of the autu mn season.

Following that, he took out a cigarette and leaned against the side of his car as he quietly puffed away.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Just then, the sound of his ringtone going off brought him back to reality.

He fished his phone out and looked at the familiar phone number being displayed on the screen.

His face remained impassive as he looked at Tiffany‘s caller ID, and instead of picking up the call, he pl aced his phone on the roof of his car while he continued to. enjoy a smoke.

After taking in a deep breath, Matthew lightly blew wisps of thin smoke out from between his thin lips. T he smoke momentarily lingered around his gloomy face before it was brought away by the gentle breez e blowing in his face.

Not long after, his phone started ringing again. However, it was a call from Thomas this time.

Seeing the caller ID displayed, he made a swipe on the screen of the phone to pick up the call. After pr opping it next to his ear, he spoke, “What‘s the matter?”

“Young Master Matthew,” Thomas hesitantly greeted. “I just received a call from the club manager. He i s asking for your permission to give Miss Murphy a discount. She spent over a million at the bar,” he ex plained.

Matthew only curtly asked, “Who was she with?”

“Xavier Crawford, sir.” Thomas knew better than to say anything unnecessary now.

Upon hearing that, Matthew asked in disbelief, “The two of them managed to spend over a million?‘

“Yes, sir. They ordered only the best alcohol. And they… they also picked Twilight Club‘s top host and h ostess to serve them,” Thomas stammered. Even through the phone, he could feel how much the news he brought had dampened his boss‘ mood.

As Thomas had expected, Matthew‘s face had dropped and he looked devastatingly chilling as he hum med, “Wonderful.”

Indeed, how ‘wonderful‘ it was for that damned woman to spend more than a million with Xavier at a nig htclub right after Matthew had given her 5 million just earlier today!

He still remembered the heartbroken look on her face when she had treated him to a breakfast that am ounted to a meager 3 dollars and 50 cents.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

The difference in her treatment of him and Xavier couldn‘t be more obvious than this.

Well, if she wanted to play games–she would be just fine without his help!

Thinking about how Matthew had given Veronica 5 million under Yvonne‘s name, Thomas proposed, “Y oung Master Matthew, should I tell the manager to give Ms. Murphy a 50 percent discount?” he asked a s he thought that Matthew wouldn‘t bother with the amount of money Veronica was to pay.

However, Matthew unexpectedly spat, “If she has such a great ability to drink, she should be able to affo

His words were heavily laced with hints of jealousy as he spoke.

“Ah… Got it, sir.” Thomas had no choice but to obey. After he hung up the call with Matthew, he promptly

The manager made his way to the counter after the phone call with Thomas, where he was greeted by a gleeful Veronica. With her eyebrows raised and a confiden

Considering the history they had, she was sure that Matthew would feel bad about taking her money.

Unfortunately, the manager could only let out an embarrassed laugh as he took in Veronica‘s confident demeanor. “My apologies, Miss. According to S

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“What did you say? That is impossible,” Veronica scoffed. She didn‘t believe the manager‘s words one bit. “You most likely didn‘t tell him about the situation properly. Let me talk to h

Instead of arguing with Veronica, the manager merely encouraged her to do so. “Please, go ahead,” he

As Veronica was being on hold for a while, the call went unanswered after she had dialed his number.

Irked, she mumbled, “You big scumbag. How dare you ignore my call.” She then tried her luck again as

This time, however, her call went through. “What?” came Matthew‘s voice.

“Matthew, do you know that the manager of Twilight Club had given your assistant a call?” she probed. Certainly, the confusion was caused by Thomas not mentioning the call to Matthew.

Unexpectedly, Matthew was aware of the call and the favor Veronica was asking of him. “I was informed. Thomas said that you spent a ridiculous

“Aww come one, it is all because of the alcohol!” She giggled, a cherry smile plastered on her exquisite f

“You have to pay the price for being ignorant, then,” Matthew replied robotically. One would have to really pay attention to catch the underlying displeasure behind his words.

“What price am I paying? Isn‘t Twilight Club your property? You are like a brother to me, and we usually