Novel & Cerita Riverdale Betty Veronica

She paused and I knew she was worried if she hadn't said too much, probably wondering if I knew about her daughter's condition. "I know what you mean, it's fine." I assured her, my gaze drawn to Veronica as she lightly scratched the bridge of her small nose. "I'm Betty by the way, short for Bethany. It's nice to speak to you, Hunter." I heard the sincerity in her voice and I repeated the sentiment. "Nice to speak to you too." She didn't say anything and I wondered what she was thinking now.

Without money, she could hardly do anything. Over half an hour later, Veronica arrived at Dragon’s Creek Villa. Getting out of the taxi, she walked up to the gate and pressed the doorbell. A while later, the villa’s gate opened. Rachel, who was decked out with jewels, asked with a frown, “Why are you here?” Rachel was Veronica’s biological mother. She was nearly 50 years old and was dressed in a waisted royal blue V-neck shirt paired with high-waisted pants. As she always took very good care of her health, she looked young and refined.

Beta Richard announced as he drove into the compound where some of the Beta's servants were waiting. “Vee, welcome to our house.” Scott said to her, beaming with smiles. “Wow,” Veronica muttered, looking out through the car's window. “Your house is really nice.” “It sure is.” He responded, with much enthusiasm, as he looked out, admiring their house. “You're so lucky.” She said, inaudibly. Beta Richard parked the car carefully, and the servants approached the car. He alighted and the passenger’s door opened, revealing Veronica, who slowly alighted from the car too. Seeing her, the servants stood back in shock.

“I'll buy your drink.” “Excellent.” He straightened up from his bike and grinned at me as we entered Betty's Diner. Betty's was the local watering hole. To be honest, it was the only watering hole with food. Riversville was small, which meant that we had the bakery, the grocery store deli, a McDonald's, a Taco Bell, a pizza place that changed names every year but the pizza never changed, Rob's Bar, and Betty's Diner. If you didn't want to cook, the options were rather limited.

Monica ordered "I will young Miss" the maid said and hurriedly ran to get the cup of juice Unknown to them Betty was watching what was happening. Ever since the night she arrived at the villa, Betty never for once took a liking to her. But what could she do? Nothing, she is just the chief of maids at the villa and in charge in watching over Eric as his Nanny and serve them food and mostly cook. They might be somewhat close but they aren't family, so her words count for very little.