Chapter 0052

George firmly blocked their path. “Master Lucius’s decisions are final. If you intrude like this, you’ll only provoke his anger and risk your own safety. Be aware; this area is surrounded by swamps. If someone falls in, it could go unnoticed.”

With no other choice, they boarded the helicopter, albeit reluctantly.

Meanwhile, Violet lingered behind a tree, aimlessly kicking pebbles. George had instructed her to wait there.

Beyond waiting, she felt there was little else she could do.

“Do you think Master Lucius is…impotent? He was embracing me and being loving the other day, but there was no response down there. It was all limp, and he had difficulties getting it hard.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised. He’s never made a move on me, either.”

“Can you believe it? A man as handsome and wealthy as him…”

Violet was overhearing their hushed conversation, unseen. She was close enough to catch every word, and she nearly laughed out loud.

Impotent? Wasn’t he the one who kept her awake all night? Her body still ached, and there were marks from him beneath her garments. If such a man was labeled impotent, she wondered if any potent men still remained in the world.

She purposely coughed loudly, disrupting their gossip.

George arrived, his demeanor stern. Despite being Lucius’s lovers, they were terrified of the butler and

dispersed swiftly.

He approached Violet, and informed her, “Ms. Agatha, today you’ll be working at the dog farm.”

part of

there

clean the dog mill,” a supervisor instructed

after the dog mill was a disgusting, tiring, and stinky job. Not only that, but she had developed an instinctual fear of dogs due to her experiences. Her face paled at the sound

not alone in this,” the supervisor added, before leaving

Lucius had brought her to before, where she had faced some issues with the farmers. They had made her life difficult before, and she expected more difficulties

stiffened with

a familiar voice called out,

hand, concern etched on her face, and wrapped in a

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asked, “I heard

she should address this woman as ‘Mom’ given

trailed off into a sigh, tears welling in her eyes. ”

Violent, but her voice was also overflowed with compassion

suffering child.

you can work

finally wiped away her tears, took Violet’s hand, and led her into the

her tears and

of Violet’s fear of dogs, Naomi assigned her tasks around the mill

was tough, but with Naomi’s support, and the freedom it offered compared to the

satisfaction in

their lunch break, meals were brought to them, and the two shared a

there was a designated two-hour rest period. Even on the farm, there

work and

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