Chapter 0143

This time, his decision was firm and left no space for debate.

Violet felt the sting of his dismissal, painfully aware of her situation under his control. He owned her. This man was free to keep or dismiss her.

She silently exited the room.

The office was eerily quiet. Lucius was like a bomb that had amassed energy before exploding.

His rage continued to grow and become more violent. Eventually, he vented his frustration with a punch to the sofa.

Descending the stairs, Violet encountered Estelle, who was moving her things back in.

“This is strange,” she said. Her eyebrows lifted in amazement. “The president’s directive has been revoked. Violet, am I your manager again?”

Violet could not bring herself to smile on what should have been a pleasant occasion.

She was overcome with sadness as she recalled Lucius’s comments and his dictatorial

demeanor. She knew she had to move on, but his perpetual presence made it difficult for her to do

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“Violet?”

Emily’s voice came with a mix of curiosity and concern in her eyes. She had clearly stopped crying after hearing the good news.

“You were upstairs?” Emily probed, “That’s where the president’s private area is, isn’t it? You didn’t go see him, did you?”

Violet’s shoulders sagged. She did not have the energy to respond to Emily.

“How old is the president? He’s quite old, right?”

we not gossip about

said, her apology sounding

Emily turned around, her face showed a hint

had observed Violet’s frequent visits to the top floor and speculated about her

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either the president was an older man whom Violet reluctantly endured, or Violet’s affections

either case, Emily

shifted, and she reassigned Violet

joy in it. She felt drained, struggling to generate any new ideas, and spent a long

out of reach, someone who was far too

over him would just make

course of action was to concentrate on

herself to focus on her

the office empty. Violet lifted her head, releasing a soft breath. She had finished the draft of a design sketch and

up and

Her phone rang.

was anticipating Naomi’s call, and she answered without looking, “Mama,

home now.”

agreed to switch from “Mom” to “Mama,” considering that they were

related.

deep voice sounded over the phone, stating, “It’s me, Ms. Violet,”

Violet paused momentarily.

injured his hand,” George stated, “Would you

concerned. Was Lucius’s injury from something he had hit? Worry

work, and I’m already home. You should get him a doctor

prior harsh statements and did not want to disgrace herself any further after hanging up. She exited the building after

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visit him if you can. He’s still

floor.”

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