Chapter 22

Violet felt a deep sense of gratitude toward Patrick from the bottom of her heart. If it were not for Patrick’s timely intervention the previous night, she could not even bear to think about the dire situation she might be in now. If Henry and the others had succeeded in their plans, she would have been at the mercy of Veronica, enduring endless torment. The thought of this possibility sent shivers down her spine.

As she ate breakfast, Violet could not help but reflect on the unexpected events of the morning. She felt even more guilty now. Patrick had saved her life, and she had repaid him with a kick. Even though it was unintentional, she could not help but feel like she had crossed a line.

She glanced at Patrick cautiously while eating and mustered the courage to speak up, “Thank you for last night.”

Patrick glanced at her, his expression showing no interest in engaging in conversation.

Violet pursed her l*ps and blinked. “And I’m really sorry for this morning. It wasn’t intentional.”

Patrick emitted a soft snort and got up abruptly, saying, “I’m full.”

Violet sat at the table, feeling incredibly dejected like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her.

Patrick changed his shoes and asked in an icy tone, “Are you coming or not? I have to go to work.”

Upon hearing Patrick’s words, Violet quickly realized that he was offering her a ride to work. She immediately jumped up from her chair, saying, “Coming, coming. Let’s go now.”

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She swiftly changed her shoes, picked up her bag, and grinned at Patrick. “Ready to go.”

As they were about to leave, Violet even kindly handed Patrick a bandage.

Patrick raised an eyebrow.

chin. “For your wound.”

mentioned the wound, Patrick’s face darkened. “Do you think a bandage will keep others from figuring it out?”

Patrick walked out without looking

figure out? Wasn’t it just a result of her morning mishap?” Violet thought.

that she would not receive

to the design department first. However, as soon as she arrived, a woman with exquisite makeup approached her. The woman was dressed in a light blue suit, exuding an air of confidence.

design assistant?” Joanna asked,

expression shifted slightly. Without waiting for

her seat.

her a stack of design drafts and said, “Find any available seat and start organizing these. We’ll need them

a word, Joanna interrupted her assertively, “Why aren’t you moving? Is this task too

a seat and began sorting the design drafts quietly. She felt uncomfortable about the situation but did not want to start

organized the design drafts and handed them to Joanna, saying, “Hello, I’ve finished organizing

and glanced at them, surprised. She then gave Violet a brief look and

handed her a cup and said,

furrowed her brows but did not say anything. She noticed Joanna was getting annoyed. “What’s the matter? Are you not willing to pour me a glass of

not want to argue with her, so she grabbed a glass. “No, I’m not.” With that, she

water on Joanna’s desk, she overheard some nearby coworkers talking about

all that because she got some attention online yesterday? Is she trying to make a grand entrance and show off in our design department?”

was personally recruited by Mr. Hersey, and remember, we’ve never had an exception

compare anyone to Gloria. Do you really think Gloria and someone like Violet are in the same league?”

expression changed, but she

coworkers immediately chimed in. “You’re absolutely

not even fit to hold Gloria’s shoes. How could

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