Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

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.”

His command was brief, but

for damaging Ms. Violet’s sister’s voice might

Lucius questioned,

belonged to Ms. Violet, but her sister swapped the water.

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Violet’s voice, but ended up damaging her

“Exactly.”

face. “And what was her motive?”

“Well…”

misinformed, Lucius harbored doubts about George’s reliability. He said skeptically. “The information you’ve brought seems untrustworthy!”

replied, “I’ll double–check

his earlier mistake, George was aware that he had lost some standing in Lucius’s eyes. He hesitated to assert the complete accuracy

waved his hand

George to leave

left

pressed his palm

Violet was not a singer, so losing her voice would have little effect

from this puzzle, his thoughts

contentedly working without sparing him

intercom on his desk, and ordered, “Send Violet from the design department here.”

the issue, President?” Estelle answered the call, being the head of the design department

boss. She was worried about Violet.

have her come up.” he replied, avoiding any explanation.

had made a mistake. She

protect her subordinate.

probed, “Is it about the designs? She’s new to the position

Perhaps I should

rebuked,

at the phone, pondering the challenging nature