Chapter 92 Why Can't You Be Nice?

• "Matthew, wasn't it your man who carried my luggage? Where is it?" Veronica furrowed her brows and questioned Matthew.
• The man closed his umbrella and carefully buckled its belt before coldly glancing at her as he opened his thin lips. "I'm not related to you at all, so why should I help you carry your luggage?"
• This guy is so petty. Her expression darkened as she rolled her eyes at him. He must have gotten angry when I introduced him to Quincy, but I didn't expect him to be so petty.