Chapter 0108

Lucius grappled with his emotions upon seeing Violet in tears after she shattered a cup.

He realizes that her distress wasn’t about the broken cup but about Oliver, which disturbed him deeply. He wasn’t such a moron as to overlook the underlying source of her anguish.

Upon seeing Violet in tears for another man, Lucius felt a wave of anger rush over him. He marched towards her, seized her by the shoulder, and spun her around to face him.

“Lucius?” Violet’s face streaked with tears. She was startled at his sudden appearance.

“Who else did you expect?” he replied icily.

Violet hung her head, remaining silent and visibly distraught.

Lucius gripped her shoulder tightly and shook her, demanding in a raised voice. “Speak up!”

His hold was firm, shaking her with ease as though she were merely a doll.

Sensing Violet’s frailty beneath his touch, Lucius’s face turned even colder. He questioned her harshly, “Which man had caused you to turn yourself into such a miserable state?”

Violet, biting her lip, attempted to pull away. “It’s none of your business!”

This response only deepened Lucius’s scowl. “None of my business?”

Grasping her chin firmly, he forced her to meet his gaze. He reminded her sharply, “You’ve stayed in my house and shared my bed. How can you say it’s none of my business?”

Violet, feeling cornered, shot back, “Remember, this all started because of your mistaking me for Agatha. None of this should have happened.”

Lucius’s grip intensified, nearly wrenching her chin off in his rage.

Her words only fueled his anger, confirming his suspicion that he meant little to her. His fury was

so intense that it could set the mall ablaze.

thundered, his breath hot on her

her chin. This

hands, not out of disgust for

handkerchief at Violet and commanded, “Wipe your tears

off!”

the handkerchief to slide from her face to her chest and

started to pull her outside as his

to keep up, Violet stumbled and warned him in a low

police!”

“If you believe you can influence

call them!”

recognized that, in the face of money and power, concepts

her to the car, the rough handling causing her pain.

Oliver’s hands and

Lucius

angrier, like a ferocious

Violet’s tears flowed even more fiercely.

a punch in a frenzy of rage.

instead vented his anger on the car seat, his fist missing her by

face was near hers before she could react, and then…his lips sealed

in behavior

her feeling absolutely overwhelmed. He grabbed her waist and drew her closer, pressing his strong

her

he

attempted to force her to confront the reality of who

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shock, allowing him to continue.

his chest was too

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