Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1279

Chapter 1279 Your Own Survival

A group of middle-aged individuals with dark complexions walked briskly. Most of them were skilled in martial arts.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

Tiffany was filled with a sense of fear toward the unknown that tormented her and instilled terror. The anxiety from not being able to comprehend their words turned her eyes red.

She felt helpless time and time again, but all that helplessness was "given" by Veronica, intensifying Tiffany's hatred toward her.

After a brief conversation, Crayson exchanged a glance with Mateo.

Mateo then nodded slightly. After he washed his hands and put on gloves, he picked up a syringe from the tray on the table, approaching Tiffany.

Tiffany's eyes went wide, and her face turned pale with fear as she couldn't help but struggle frantically. "Stay away! Get away from me! What do you want from me? You can't kill me. You can't! No—Ah!"

As she kept screaming, Mateo injected the syringe into the side of her neck before she could finish her words.

Impatiently, Mateo spat, "Why are you shouting? You think we'd go through so much trouble if we wanted to kill you?"

"Then w-what do you…want..."

As the syringe entered her body, Tiffany's voice grew weaker and weaker, and then her eyes gradually closed. She soon plunged into endless darkness.

...

Mountainside Gardens.

Veronica read a book while lying in bed as she couldn't fall asleep.

At this moment, the window was pushed open, and Matthew leaped in from outside before he closed the window.

Seeing him, Veronica closed the book and sat up, asking, "Where were you?"

It was already 2 a.m. now, and as Matthew was dressed in night clothes, he must have gone out for something.

"Tiffany was taken away by Master Crayson and the others."

As Matthew took off his night clothes, he said to Veronica, "Mateo went with them. I believe they are already carrying out the plan."

Veronica wasn't surprised by this.

She furrowed her brows slightly and let out a soft sigh. "Tiffany was always just a pawn. Of course, Master Crayson wouldn't give up on her. After all, she still holds some value. I'm just worried..."

Veronica paused, choosing not to elaborate.

After Matthew folded the clothes he wore when he went out tonight, he was still wearing the suit he had on during the day.

Walking slowly to Veronica's side, he sat down and held her hand, softly reassuring her, "With me protecting you, the same thing will never happen to you."

He understood what Veronica was concerned about.

Crayson and the others from the hidden clan would use their secret technique to seal Tiffany's memories. There was a possibility of them using it on Veronica as well.

If that day truly arrived, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Veronica anxiously held Matthew's hand, gazing at the wound in his palm and gently touching the skin beside the scar. "Matt, you have done enough for me. If something unexpected happens to us one day, you must ensure your own survival. Remember, our children are still waiting for us in Bloomstead."

She smiled self-deprecatingly. "Perhaps our children are already a part of the hidden clan."

It was already a risky move when they left the two children in Bloomstead.

Especially since Zac, the Ledger Clan, and the Elrod Clan were coveting them.

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Holding Veronica's hand, he embraced her in his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her.

"You're not a god; you can't do everything. I'm just saying that you must leave if there truly comes a day when only one of us can survive."