Chapter 0129

Meanwhile, at the top floor of the building, recently leased, housed the president’s office, its occupants a mystery to most

People would be shocked to learn that the world’s richest man was working in such a remote location. At the very least, the stock market would experience some volatility, which would

drive economists to begin examining new economic trends.

Although it didn’t cause a widespread stir, the staff of the Imperial Palace were unsettled. especially since Master Lucius had chosen this unassuming location for his office.

That’s right–Lucius rented this space. He had abruptly relocated here following his unusual acquisition of Vermell Studio.

“Master Lucius, here are the documents you requested.”

Lucius casually looked through Violet’s most recent drawings. “Not bad.”

“Her manager agreed with this,” said the person in charge. “She’s a talented designer, wouldn’t

you agree?”

“Talented?” Lucius echoed, a hint of a smirk on his face.

“Master Lucius,” George said.

Lucius motioned for the manager to leave, and reminded him. “Keep my ownership of the

company a secret.”

“Understood,” the manager agreed, though puzzled by the instruction.

Once the manager left, George presented Lucius with some findings from their investigation.

He reported, “Master Lucius, we’ve made some progress in the investigation.”

was brief, but his demeanor

“Our evidence suggests that the person responsible for damaging Ms.

own sister?” Lucius

belonged to Ms. Violet, but her sister swapped the water. Her voice was destroyed after that. She most

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you’re saying Violet’s sister intended to harm Violet’s voice,

“Exactly.”

smile crept on Lucius’s face.

“Well…”

reliability. He said skeptically. “The information you’ve brought seems

double–check everything and ensure

had lost some standing in Lucius’s eyes. He hesitated to assert the complete accuracy of his information,

waved his

leave the

George left

pressed his palm on

sister seek to destroy her voice if George’s leads were correct? Violet was not a singer, so losing her voice would have little

away from this puzzle, his thoughts returning to Violet.

she was contentedly working without

intercom on his desk, and ordered, “Send Violet

the call, being

Violet’s immediate boss. She was worried

her come up.” he

was always fond of Violet, and suspected she had made a mistake. She felt

protect her subordinate.

about the designs? She’s new to the position and may not

it. Perhaps I

for her?” Lucius rebuked, and abruptly ended the call in

at the phone, pondering the challenging nature of their new president.

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