Peering outside the window, Crayson let out a lamented sigh. It had not been one month since they returned to the hidden clan, but his and Veronica's relationship had shifted from having disagreements to completely breaking apart with no chance of going back, especially with the matter of Matthew and Shirley's injury. All of those were triggers that doomed their relationship.
He was heartbroken, but he was even more helpless. The responsibility he shouldered prevented him from dwelling on relationships and being indecisive. For the thousands of people living in hardships, he had to overthrow Tanya because only that way could he bring light back to the lives of those suffering.
In addition, he knew Veronica would no longer be at his mercy and control, especially after Matthew's injury. If she found out the truth about the poisonous needle on the watch, she would most probably choose to stand on the enemy's side.
All of those things weighed down on Crayson, pressuring him as seconds passed.
On the other hand, Veronica's car was getting closer to the west zone, but at that moment, about a dozen vehicles suddenly appeared in the road in front and blocked her way. It was a mountain route, so it was a one-way road, and now that the path was blocked, she could only descend the car and negotiate.
Lazlo went down with her, while nearly a hundred people alighted from the cars opposite them and blocked the two. The person in the lead was Rory Finnegan, one of the men in the living room Veronica met on the morning of the first day she was brought back to the hidden clan.
"Miss Murphy, we have received orders from Master Waylen to bring you back." Rory was nearly forty and wore a black hidden clan traditional robe. Along with his tanned skin and robust muscles, he looked like a tough and handsome man.
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