Now that the regret is made up for, Verily must be over the moon with happiness.
Hey, wait a minute!
Veronica realized something was wrong and her eyes sharpened in an instant. She raised her hand to grasp Wayne's collar, and her other fist slowly lifted.
"Veronica, what are you doing? Shouldn't you be happy for Verily?"
"No, I feel sad for myself."
Veronica's face was expressionless, her eyes aflame with rage: "Let me guess, it must have been you who helped Verily find her parents, right?"
"As a matter of fact, that's the case."
"And then Verily was so grateful to you that, finding nothing else to repay you with, she gave herself to you, didn't she?"
"Uh..."
Wayne blinked, Dragon Blood always being particularly smart at times like these.
He decisively changed the subject: "You're worthy of being an assistant of the Detective Agency. Having read so many diaries, Veronica, you've grown up, you're now a qualified detective."
"Then she and you..."