Chapter 0060

Following breakfast, George updated Lucius about Violet’s condition.

“The effects of the drug have fully subsided. Ms. Agatha is alright now, just a bit weak.”

Lucius acknowledged with a simple hum, maintaining his usual detached demeanor. He didn’t express any blame towards George, which eased the butler’s concern.

“Let her rest for a few days since she’s weak,” Lucius instructed nonchalantly as George was about to leave.

“Understood,” George responded quietly.

Violet, benefiting from this misfortune, finally got a break from weeding. She spent her days recuperating in bed, enjoying the comfort of air conditioning and having her meals brought to her.

With limited entertainment options-no internet or television access-Violet requested paper and a pen from George, spending her time drawing sketches in bed.

She had a background in design and had worked as an assistant at a reputable company for two years, though she had never led a project herself. She knew she wasn’t cut out for the job.

singing, similar to Emily. However, her stepmother

to heart, but gradually, she stopped singing in front of others, reserving her voice for moments

She was young and

his remarkable talent for painting, and quickly carved out a reputation for himself

led her to set aside her other hobbies and focus solely

the presence of someone she admired, too shy to confess her feelings,

she never became that

painting and failed

spent the entire night in tears, eventually settling on studying design. It was a field somewhat related to painting, allowing her to maintain a connection to

twist of fate, Oliver ended up

vividly remembered asking Oliver if he would love only Emily, even if it was someone else with him or waking him up.

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to be; it was pointless to try to force things. While she sketched, Violet got distracted and her thoughts lingered on these memories. She eventually set aside her pen and

improve. Having

Donning a straw hat,

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