Chapter 0081

“Remove her from here!”

Lucius finally commanded, his voice low, not glancing at Violet but directing his words to George.

“Take her down to the cellar!”

Violet found herself being cast into the cellar, where the temperature plunged well below freezing.

The chilling conditions brought back memories of her first day at the Imperial Palace, where she had also

been in such a cold environment, waking up to a similar bitter cold.

She pondered if she might succumb to the cold, or perhaps faint and wake up to a past reality where

everything was peaceful–where Oliver was still asleep, and Emily’s voice remained intact. A time when she

could look forward to sitting by Oliver’s bedside, talking and singing to him.

A sad smile formed on her cracked lips, the severe cold having drained them of any moisture.

She no longer felt the cold, but just quietly closed her eyes.

Outside the room, Lucius, visibly disturbed, picked up a wine glass from the table and rubbed his forehead.

George approached him, looking concerned, and hesitantly informed him, “Ms. Agatha has fainted.”

Crash!

The sound of shattering glass echoed as Lucius crushed the glass in his hand, red wine splashing.

“Master Lucius!” George exclaimed, shocked by his reaction.

Lucius turned, his brow furrowed in annoyance. “Didn’t you tell her that compliance would grant her freedom?”

confirmed, but hesitated

there

and said, “Ms. Agatha isn’t one to easily submit to hardship. She endured daily labor under the hot sun without complaint. Likely, even the threat of death won’t

propose?” Lucius asked, clearly agitated

suggested cautiously. “If Master Lucius can offer something she genuinely wants,

out without

regaining consciousness, Violet found herself back in her own room, reclining on the spacious

the cold, with her fingertips and toes aching as if she

stark reminder that she was indeed still alive.

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of enduring Lucius’s cruel manipulations. A grim smile

door opened, and Lucius stepped inside.

indifferent glance before turning her head away, her resolve strengthened by

no longer feared

observing her delicate figure wrapped in blankets. Despite her

and again, much to his frustration;

his

woman, I should just choke her,” he

pay you a billion to have the

offered the most generous sum, one that no one could refuse.

however, remained indifferent, choosing to ignore him

long ago if

your price,” he snarled, gritting his teeth and conceding

her eyes, her expression one of calm defiance, tinged with sarcasm. “I don’t

“Agatha!” he exclaimed.

“You’re always quick to threaten lives. Why not just return me to the cellar, or toss me into the

to fight

doing precisely that.

closed her eyes once more, resting on

“Don’t you remember? If you please Grandma, you can leave. Right now, the only way to make her happy is to have a child. Give birth, and you’ll be free to go wherever you

wish.”

eyes snapped open, and her chest heaved.

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