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 “The president’s directive has been revoked.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?”

not gossip about

Emily said, her apology

turned around, her face showed

the top floor and speculated about her involvement with the

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president was an older man whom Violet reluctantly endured,

case, Emily

toward Violet had shifted, and she reassigned Violet her

Violet found no joy in it. She felt drained, struggling to generate any new ideas, and spent a long time lost in thought

realized she needed to stop thinking about Lucius. He would always be someone out of reach, someone who was

just

best course of action was

herself to focus on

her head, releasing a soft breath. She had finished the draft of a design sketch and decided to call

leave, she stood up and grabbed her bag.

Her phone rang.

she answered

home now.”

“Mom” to “Mama,” considering that they were

related.

voice sounded over the phone, stating, “It’s me,

Violet paused momentarily.

George stated,

left earlier, Violet instantly became concerned. Was Lucius’s injury from something he had hit? Worry welled up

declined, “I’m sorry, I’ve finished work, and I’m already home.

hurt from Lucius’s prior harsh statements and did not want to disgrace herself any further after hanging up. She exited

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on the bus, George texted her, “Ms. Violet, please visit him if

floor.”

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