Chapter 0099

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He then sternly reminded the servant, “We shouldn’t casually link everything to Ms. Violet. And remember, more work, less talk.”

The servant, covering his mouth, walked away.

George sighed, reminiscing about Violet’s presence; she dared to confront Lucius and spoke up for the oppressed, voiceless staff.

Lucius was worn out after several days of continuous work, and headed upstairs.

He didn’t realize he had strolled inside Violet’s old room until he got there. The room was tidy, everything in order except for a missing bag–an insignificant detail. The rest remained as they

were.

Violet had taken only her original bag and some money. In her eyes, the money and the bag were

more valuable than him.

He envisioned her enjoying a grand life. He realized it was he who created unnecessary problems, and even sent Naomi to accompany her.

Lucius felt uneasy all over as he imagined her living her life to the fullest. Then, he started to find everything in the room irritating.

“George! Tear this room down and redecorate it!” he ordered.

Lucius, previously known for losing his temper only during work, now appeared to be

irritable even after his tasks were completed.

at the Imperial Palace was on edge, being careful not to make any mistakes.

been invited to the

at the phone. “When

“Well—”

aware of Lucius‘ typical disinterest in charitable

behavior, George cautiously conveyed, “They mentioned a donation of fifty million from you, making you the top individual

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“That’s…”

charitable acts, something George was aware of. But such a call

so he relayed the message. “They said you donated fifty million, making you the

“Fifty million?”

dime in his life.

right away!” George murmured, uneasy beneath

fashion, George returned in ten minutes with a tablet displaying a

check for

confused?” Lucius asked without looking. “My signature is on numerous checks! They all look identical. How

asked, “Do you truly not recall making a fifty million.

a similar amount he had

he asked with a slow, deliberate

nod

Lucius demanded

without hesitation, despite his

it, Lucius’s grip tightened. The check, dated May

donated his money to Blue Cross. She wasn’t

overthink things. Lucius’s face hardened with murderous intent at that

fear, George prayed he would survive his ordeal at least a little

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