Chapter 0115

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Violet grumbled internally in frustration. Ugh, does he really expect me to feed him?

Though tempted to splash the water in his face, she ultimately restrained herself. She picked up the spoon, scooped up some water, blew it, and brought it to his lips.

He obediently opened his mouth.

Was he a child? Always needing to be fed?

Careful not to let her irritation show, Violet fed him spoonful after spoonful.

Once he drank all the water, Violet felt a sense of relief. She could imagine the appreciative look she would receive from George. Quietly, she made her way to leave the room.

But then, a low voice from behind called out, “Violet, come home with me!”

Violet’s heart skipped a beat in shock, almost breaking apart with his words.

What did he just say? She struggled to comprehend, only managing to turn and look at him.

He was still focused on his work; his expression stern, his lips tightly sealed, and his eyes cold.

Convinced she had misheard, she shook her head and continued to exit the room, closing the door

behind her.

The business trip stretched on for six more days, concluding on the seventh day. To mark the end,

their business partner threw a party and extended a special invitation to Lucius.

“No, I won’t attend,” Lucius flatly refused, showing no consideration for his business partner.

“I’ve heard the party host invited the renowned international soprano Alaia.”

Violet overheard this conversation among staff members as she carried a glass of water toward

Lucius’s office.

eyes

her most–admired soprano. While everyone knew Emily for her singing. Violet held a similar passion. If it weren’t for her desire to stay close to Oliver, she might have

school.

the room, she placed the glass on

gracefully from his

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as usual, and asked, “Alaia… Is she really going to

glanced up at her, asking,

much,” she

his drink, Violet left the room, still holding

approached, Violet was busy

a thank–you party hosted by his business associate. Also, he wants you to accompany him

But didn’t he decline the invitation?” Violet asked George, visibly surprised.

simply replied, “Master Lucius’s decisions can

predictable or not was irrelevant. The

her idol

into the air. She dashed

problem when she looked through her

for the

cook for Lucius. No one in their right mind would dress

realizing she was dealing

a high–class party, one must wear an expensive gown, something Violet realized she couldn’t

one.

her limited resources on a

Violet knocked on Lucius’s door ten minutes later, and reluctantly said, “I’ve been

eyebrows, and asked

difficult position, as she was

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role here is to cook, and it doesn’t seem right for me to be at such a

it’s not

“Well, I…”

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