Chapter 0078

Violet observed this exchange, stunned. Was she just sold off like this? She noticed a flicker of hope in

Lucius’s stern expression, recognizing that he was only attempting to satisfy Regina.

“Now, go downstairs for dinner, both of you. Eat well. Vivi, you don’t need to look after me tonight. Instead,

focus on providing me with a healthy great–grandson,” Regina instructed, signaling for them to leave.

Descending the stairs, Violet felt a wave of relief.

At the dining table, a lavish spread awaited them. George, the butler, politely gestured. “Ms. Agatha, please.”

Violet hadn’t shared a meal with Lucius in a long time, often eating in the kitchen, feeling undeserving of dining with him and anxious about possibly getting indigestion.

Yet, George’s gesture placed Violet in an awkward position.

She looked to Lucius for direction, expecting that he would refuse to share a meal with her. To her amazement.

he moved toward the table, disregarding her look of inquiry.

“Madam Davis has arranged this,” George murmured.

Only Regina had the authority to overthrow Lucius in this household.

With reluctance, Violet seated herself at the table’s farthest end, maintaining a significant gap between Lucius and the food.

Despite the distance, her hunger prevailed after a day’s labor outside. She began to greedily devour her dinner. unconcerned about the lack of dishes.

felt rejuvenated and wiped her mouth clean.

leave, he finally addressed her. “Come

her to remain seated until he finished

cursed his domineering demeanor in

him upstairs, deliberately

and asked, “Agatha, do you resent me?”

but couldn’t voice it. Thus, she stayed

weren’t you?” he deduced.

blind to her

wish to be Agatha?”

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this be a sign of her liberation at

you to stop being

“Well, I’d…”

answer. “You’ve managed to gain Grandma’s favor. This is your final opportunity.

“Have… a child?”

her in forcefully, his lips pressing

her mind, making her respond to him while she lost awareness of their

burned, setting ablaze

to his embrace. His presence was overpowering, even overshadowing the

she were clinging to a lifeline. Yet, she was also

of being drowned in

her ear, murmuring. “However, I no longer wish to touch you, so…

those words, he

hallway, struggling to understand his sudden

a glass of wine in one hand and an ultrasound report in

of Agatha’s pregnancy.

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