Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0020

The competition was called “Find the Voice.” It was very influential and had been held successfully multiple

times. Each time, it lasted for several months, and the media covered it extensively.

She tried to look it up using the laptop on the table, but the connection was lost after she typed just a few

words.

There was a knock on the door, and a servant came in carrying her lunch.

*Are there any newspapers? Preferably the latest ones,” she asked as she gave up on using the laptop.

“You would have to ask Mr. George for that,” the servant replied courteously but distantly. All the servants she

had met during her stay had acted in that manner.

Shortly after the servant left, George personally came to deliver a few newspapers to her. “Ms. Agatha, you must ask Master Lucius for permission if you want to use the internet. Master Lucius would be angry if he

discovered that you tried to use the laptop like you did today.”

George knew that she wanted to use the internet?

Violet was very surprised.

“Tools that are used for communication with the outside world, including the internet, phones, or electronic devices, are all monitored. Ms. Agatha, please stop disobeying Master Lucius if you want to live comfortably.”

a kind reminder from

say anything, but she was upset. She would have accepted the punishment if she were really Agatha,

left her by herself. Since she was not in the mood for lunch, she picked up one newspaper and read it

by surprise. Violet stopped rifling through the paper for a second, and

gentle as ever. He wore a white suit and thin gold-rimmed glasses. He

was holding Emity

their faces and made a

the sweetness of their

to her whole body and drained

pushed open. She snapped out of her trance and stared blankly at the person by the door with tears still gathering

face, and his gaze landed on the newspaper in front of her. Her

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and he coldly asked, “Are you attracted to

did not answer. She had always

on you? So much so that

sadness and instinctively hid the newspaper behind her back. “I didn’t

anything!”

it meant that she wanted to do all the bad things possible. His face fell, and he took a few steps forward

her face up, and he gripped her chin so tightly that it was twisted out of shape.

because of the

to sleep

and held it up to his face. He narrowed his