Chapter 0106

George cautiously inquired, “Master Lucius, why didn’t you tell Ms. Violet that you went to see her?

Lucius responded with a dismissive snort, “Who said I went to see her?”

His ambiguous responses perplexed George, who believed his employer ought to have been more forthright with Violet about his visit.

He found himself frustrated by Lucius’s lack of emotional Intelligence, and was more invested in resolving the situation than his employer.

Despite his denial, Lucius was dissatisfied.

He silently berated himself, wondering how even the butler could discern his true intentions, yet Violet seemed oblivious. Her apparent avoidance since his arrival perplexed him. Did she genuinely not want to see him that much?

Lucius’s frustration only grew with these thoughts.

“What’s the plan now, Master Lucius?” George queried.

“Let’s just head back,” Lucius replied, signaling an end to the discussion.

Naomi took Violet’s advice and quit her work after some internal conflicts, though she could only

leave until the month’s end.

Violet was running an errand when she walked by the mall where Naomi worked as a cleaner.

She noticed Naomi stooping down to sweep the floor from a distance, and swiftly approached her.

“Mom!”

Naomi’s face instantly brightened at the sight of Violet. “Oh, Vivi!”

Noting that it was almost noon, Violet proposed, “When do you finish work? Let’s grab lunch

together.”

done after finishing up here,” Naomi replied, pausing to massage her back

her task.

seized Naomi’s mop, and started mopping herself.

it back. “A young girl like you shouldn’t

wrong with a young girl mopping?”

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Violet’s head, but didn’t dispute it. She watched from the side, with

joy and

Naomi, “Is she your daughter?”

with pride. “Yes, she is.”

of her smug expression, and found it comforting. She began mopping even more

diligently.

but also

stairs.

observed this scene from afar, remained hidden in a

intrigued by their

notice him. She worked so

Violet referred to as her mother was tenderly wiping the sweat from her forehead with

flashed a radiant smile, revealing her sparkling

strangely captivated by

that moment; it was Emily.

and just before hanging up, Oliver casually asked, “Has your sister…

birth mother?”

birth mother

this

“Really?”

do you ask?” Emily’s voice sharpened,

shaking his head. He

a different direction.

watching you for some

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