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.”

but his demeanor

evidence suggests that the person responsible for damaging Ms. Violet’s sister’s voice might actually

sister?” Lucius

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

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intended to harm Violet’s voice, but ended up damaging her own?”

“Exactly.”

Lucius’s face. “And what was her

“Well…”

doubts about George’s reliability. He said skeptically.

his sweat and cautiously replied, “I’ll double–check

Lucius’s eyes. He hesitated to assert the complete accuracy of his information, and resolved

his hand lazily,

leave

left Lucius’s office.

in thought, pressed his palm

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

Lucius’s mind wandered away from this puzzle, his thoughts returning to Violet. He

without sparing him a thought.

desk, and ordered, “Send

President?” Estelle answered the call, being

Violet’s immediate boss. She was worried about Violet.

up.” he

Violet, and suspected she had made a mistake. She felt a need to

protect her subordinate.

the designs? She’s new to the position and may

it. Perhaps I should come instead.”

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

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