Her Biliionaire Husband

"The past is in the past. I really hope you can live a good life after you come to Bloomstead." Veronica sighed.
Both of them seemed to have their thoughts returned to the hidden clan, reminiscing about everything that happened there.
Eleanor was missing her deceased mother, while Veronica thought of Crayson.
Human emotions were complex. She had a love-hate relationship with Crayson.
After a little over an hour, they arrived at the Langston Film and Television Media Company.
The sedan parked in the basement, and Veronica got out of the car with Eleanor, entering the elevator together.
Eleanor, holding her handbag, was still touching up her makeup in front of the mirror.
Veronica couldn't help but tease. "Enough with the touch-ups. Even without makeup, you can outshine everyone. Don't you know
that women can be very jealous?"
Eleanor put away her lipstick, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a playful smile, seductive and charming. "The cosmetics were
given to me by Troy. If I don't use them, wouldn't it be a waste?"
"Troy gave them to you?"
In her memory, Troy was a cold and indifferent person, who had never had a girlfriend.
How could he give Eleanor cosmetics?
This guy couldn’t have had a sudden change of heart, could he?
"Yes. I challenged Troy to a competition. I said that if I won, he had to give me a gift. Then... um..." She raised the lipstick in her
hand. " I took him to a high-end cosmetics store and got a complete set of cosmetics worth over thirty hundred thousand from
him. He was so angry that he ignored me for a whole day."

Veronica was speechless.
She had been overthinking things after all.
Ding—
The elevator arrived at the 31st floor, and the doors opened.
The two of them stepped out of the elevator and saw Larry Freeman's female assistant right in front of them.
Veronica greeted her, "Hello."
"Miss Murphy, Larry is over there. Please follow me," the assistant said, unable to help but take a few more glances at Eleanor,
seemingly amazed by her beauty.
"Thank you."
Veronica thanked her and walked with the assistant toward the front corridor.
At this moment, they noticed that there were many people in the corridor for the audition, some standing, some sitting, all looking
at them, some of whom Veronica had seen on TV.
And those people were all staring at the two of them with strange gazes.
"Isn't that Veronica Murphy? Why is she here?"
"Oh my god, could it be that Matthew Kings has really abandoned her, so she came to the entertainment industry to make
money?"
"Oh my god, who is that woman next to Veronica? She's so beautiful and ethereal."

"She's so beautiful. How can there be such a stunning woman in the world?"
"Are you blind? Veronica is not bad-looking either."
"Although Veronica has a bad reputation, she truly looks pure and beautiful. I like this distant kind of beauty."
"One has a distant kind of beauty and another has an alluring charm. They are not even the same type, but they are both so
pleasing to the eye."
...
Those women cast envious, admiring, disdainful, and jealous glances at them.
Veronica selectively ignored them and entered the audition office with Eleanor.
The office was divided into an inner room and an outer room. In the inner room, there were judges and actors in front of the
mirror.
Larry saw Veronica through the glass door and stood up.
"You're so slow, we're almost done," Larry commented bluntly, not giving Veronica any face at all.
Of course, that was their way of getting along, and they had long been accustomed to it.
As they spoke, Larry looked at Eleanor next to Veronica, and his dark eyes became even brighter. "Is she your friend?"
"Yes. Eleanor Ledger," Veronica introduced.
Looking at the stunning woman in front of him, Larry friendly extended his hand. "Hello, beauty."
"Hello." Eleanor shook his hand.

"Birds of a feather flock together. A beauty’s friends are also beautiful," he said with a smile.
Veronica gave him a disdainful look. "If you want to compliment someone’s looks, just do it directly. There's no need to beat
around the bush."