Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 1304

Melvin Winson glanced back and forth between the two individuals and couldn’t help but interject, “Veron, Camden just wants to learn some self-defense. Why don’t you teach him?” As he spoke, he straightened his arm and gestured towards Camden Sullivan, who was signaling him with his eyes. Camden Sullivan nodded vigorously, “Yes, yes, Melvin is right.” Faced with his sincere request, Veronica Murphy found it difficult to refuse. After a moment’s thought, she agreed, “Alright. When we have some free time, I’ll teach you some self-defense moves.” “Hahaha, great, great!” Camden Sullivan was overjoyed and immediately said, “Then tonight, after work, I’ll treat you guys.” Veronica Murphy couldn’t refuse either and gladly accepted. After exchanging a few more words, the three. of them went their separate ways.

Veronica Murphy and Camden Sullivan went to film their scenes together, while Melvin Winson turned and left. When he reappeared, he was already in Eviette Robins’ lounge.

In the lounge, Eviette Robins was slumped on the sofa, one hand holding a pillow and the other holding a cigarette. She looked dejected and despondent, with a myriad of sorrows etched on her face.

Seeing her like this, Melvin Winson walked over and sat on the armrest of the sofa. “What’s wrong? Are you planning to give up?” he asked, engaging in a self-conversation. “Well, that’s fine. When you turn around, you’ll see me waiting for you. It’s not a bad choice.” Eviette Robins’ beautiful eyes were dull and lifeless. She held a lady’s cigarette between her slender fingers and took a puff. The faint smoke wafted around her face, accentuating her classical and enchanting features.

“Do I look like someone who gives up easily?” She propped her elbow on the pillow, supporting her right arm, and her red lips curved into a forced smile. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Don’t say it’s just Veronica Murphy, even if it’s two or three of them, I will still face the challenge head- on.” “Heh, you’re quite determined for Miguel’s sake. Melvin Winson stood up and moved to the single sofa on the side, resting his hands behind his head and leaning back. He sighed and said, “Today, Mia Stuart appeared on set unharmed. I’m curious, why didn’t Miguel go after her when we made her the

scapegoat? And who was the real culprit behind the scenes that day?” Eviette Robins was equally puzzled and shook her head in confusion. “I had someone look into it as well, but they couldn’t find the mastermind behind it.

However, I heard that Mia Stuart was apparently kidnapped yesterday, but I’m not sure about the details.” “So, there’s something fishy going on,” Melvin Winson tilted his head, his beautiful phoenix eyes glancing at Eviette Robins. “When I saw Veronica Murphy earlier, if I’m not mistaken, she was holding the cup of coffee that Mia Stuart’s assistant bought. I happened to run into her when I was coming back with your coffee.” “Mia Stuart’s?” Eviette Robins furrowed her eyebrows. “Mia Stuart and Veronica Murphy have had a falling out for a while now, and suddenly they’re so close. It seems like a lot happened last night.” They had no idea about the specifics of what happened last night.

But judging from the fact that Mia Stuart willingly gave Veronica Murphy coffee, Veronica Murphy must have provided Mia Stuart with significant help.

Otherwise, how could that petty woman have such a complete change in attitude?

Her analysis aligned with Melvin Winson’s thoughts. There was a brief silence in the lounge, and Melvin Winson’s eyes lit up as an idea formed in his mind. “I have a suggestion that might turn. Miguel against Veronica Murphy.”