Chapter 15

Patrick remained expressionless. “I don’t know that. I’m not a mind reader.”

Violet furrowed her brow. “Then what did you mean by what you just said?”

Patrick raised a slight eyebrow. “Just a reasonable guess. Do you think Russell wouldn’t fight fire with fire? Foolish.”

“You…” Violet did not have the guts to insult him outright. She said indignantly, “Even if he did record it, I also recorded the entire conversation, including the part where I admitted to setting this up. If he dares to edit and release that segment, I’ll release the full recording to clear my name. We’ll see whose side everyone takes!”

Saying this, Violet took out her phone and opened the recording app. She had learned to be cautious in recent times, always being careful about her actions. Patrick did not expect Violet to still be recording after the press conference had ended. He looked somewhat surprised and commented, “Seems like you’ve grown a bit smarter.”

Violet’s l*ps twitched with irritation. “Patrick, you probably don’t have any friends, do you? After all, you speak so harshly that no one would want to be friends with you.”

Patrick’s eyes gleamed briefly. “I do have few friends, but I value quality over quantity.”

After saying this, he gave Violet a meaningful glance.

him and turned her head to look out of the car window. She had a temper too, after all. “So, are you leaving or

had not expected her to suddenly get angry. He was oddly

large hand resting on the back of her head, turning it towards him. “What’s this? Are you angry? Do you

and with her neck held by him, Violet stiffened. She

sounding disdainful. “Whether you are or not, your

judgment. Are you implying that you’re actually not a great person, and picking you as my husband was

warned, “Violet, are

“If you think so, then so

let out a low hum. “Violet, sometimes, having

should say that to yourself!”

wanting to say another word to her He felt that he must have been out of his mind to think

got out. Just as she stepped onto the pavement, Patrick hit the gas pedal, leaving her in a

encountered such an irritable and narrow–minded man before She wished she could

rearview mirror, Patrick saw Violet stomping her foot and felt oddly

her phone, intending to contact her best friend Megan. Just

conference is over. Where are you?” Megan’s cool voice

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