Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew)
Chapter 1053

Sofia was shrouded in awkwardness as she stood on the same spot, looking around the room helplessly, only to replace everyone either lowering their heads as they checked their cell phones or turning to look the other way. Nobody wanted to bother wasting their time on her.

Being treated like an outcast felt like a tight slap across her face, and her cheeks burned painfully from the shame. As the little princess of the Green Family, she had never suffered such humiliation before.

Still, she bore with it for a few minutes, lifted her head to the direction of the second floor, and forced out a smile. "I'll wait for Skye to come down later, then. Matthew, may I stay for dinner?" For the sake of Skyler, she was willing to lower herself and set aside her haughty dignity.

"Sure," Matthew agreed with a nod and returned to coax Ada, who was in his arms.

"Mom..."

Suddenly, baby Ada uttered the word 'Mom'. Even though it was probably just a coincidence from her babblings, it still put a bright smile on Matthew's face. "You can say 'Mommy' now, my love?" Next to him, Veronica giggled. "She's only six months old. How can she say 'Mommy' yet? No way!" "But I heard it."

The man who used to be aloof and indifferent was now a caring father. A heartwarming emotion washed over Veronica, and she felt a sense of blissfulness after a moment of peace. This was exactly the life that she wanted.

Ring, ring.

Suddenly, Matthew's phone started ringing. He held Ada with one arm while using the other hand to pick up his phone. However, it was a call from an unknown number, so he hesitated momentarily before telling Veronica, "Roni, I'm going to pick up a call."

"Okay," she answered and bent over to pick up Ada from him. "Come here, baby. Let me hold you," she said in a soft, motherly tone as she carried her baby.

Matthew rose to his feet and walked out of the living room with his cell phone in hand before answering the call outside, "Who's this?"

"How are you, Matthew?" A strong voice echoed from the other end of the line.

Unfortunately, the voice sounded very unfamiliar to Matthew, and after racking his brains for a few seconds, he couldn't put a face to the voice. Nonetheless, his instincts were screaming at him that this person knew him, and he knew him very well at that.

"Who are you?" Matthew demanded. He had never been perturbed by anything, but at that moment, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

"I'm..." the other man trailed off and sighed deeply. "We've not met for more than ten years. It's not surprising that you can't recognize my voice."

We? The muscles on Matthew's face turned stiff, and his fingers tightened their grip around his phone. Then, he instinctively turned to look back into the living room, stepped outside, and paced toward the bench in the distance that was on the lawn.

"Flavian Kings?" he guessed, calling his name directly.

"I would like to meet you," Flavian said somberly on the phone. It was as normal as day and night that a father wanted to see his son, but the tone Flavian used was one tinged with pleading desire.

"My father is dead," Matthew said coldly and hung up. After that, he stood there in a daze for a while before sitting down on the bench. Then, he took out a stick of cigarette, lit it, and started smoking silently. Flavian Kings?! He held the cigarette between his lips and let the evening breeze ruffle through the hair on his forehead, which made him look especially serious and cool.

Flavian Kings was a person he didn't like to bring up. In the public's eyes, Flavian passed away soon after the death of his wife, but Matthew knew that he didn't. Instead, the despicable man drove his wife to her grave and then went ahead and married his mistress.

At that time, Elizabeth was aware that Flavian had a mistress, and she had given birth to a b*stard son, Conrad. Due to this, Elizabeth loathed the mistress to the very fiber of her being.