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.

at his chin. “For

she mentioned the wound, Patrick’s face darkened. “Do you think a bandage will keep

without

it just a result of her morning mishap?”

at work, Violet learned that she would not receive her

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.

new design assistant?” Joanna asked, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

for a response, she

her seat.

when Joanna handed her a stack of design drafts and said, “Find any

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

seat and began sorting the design drafts quietly. She felt uncomfortable about the situation but

and handed them to Joanna, saying, “Hello,

She then gave Violet a brief look

when Joanna handed her a cup

not say anything. She noticed Joanna was getting annoyed. “What’s the matter? Are you not willing to pour me a glass of water?”

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

glass of water on Joanna’s desk, she overheard some nearby coworkers

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

knows? She was personally recruited by Mr. Hersey, and remember, we’ve never had an exception like this at Foreverie Jewelry

Violet but don’t compare anyone to

expression changed, but she

in. “You’re absolutely right, Joanna. Violet

compared to Gloria. She’s not even fit to hold Gloria’s shoes. How could they possibly be compared?”

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