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.

was quite displeased but did not know how to respond. Violet felt a twinge of disdain from him and turned her head to look out of the car window. She had a temper too, after all. “So, are you leaving or not?”

suddenly get angry. He was oddly

on the back of her head, turning it towards him. “What’s this?

instantly brought them closer, and with her neck held by him, Violet stiffened. She resisted.

are or not, your

interesting. I chose you as my spouse, but now you’re saying I have poor judgment. Are you implying that you’re actually not a great person, and

he warned,

you think so, then so be

let out a low hum. “Violet, sometimes, having too much personality isn’t necessarily

should say that

word to her He felt that he must have been out

hit the gas pedal, leaving her in a cloud of exhaust fumes. She stood there, fuming and stomping her foot.

an irritable and narrow–minded man before She wished she could catch up with him and give

foot and felt oddly pleased. He could not help but smirk.

her best friend Megan. Just then, Megan’s call came

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

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