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.

think a bandage will keep others from figuring

out without

was there to figure out? Wasn’t it just a result of her morning mishap?” Violet

at work, Violet learned that she would not

to head to the design department first. However, as soon as she arrived, a woman with exquisite makeup

Joanna asked, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

for a response,

her seat.

Joanna handed her a stack of design drafts and said, “Find any available seat and start organizing

to introduce herself, but before she could utter a word, Joanna interrupted

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

efficiently organized the design drafts and handed them to Joanna,

drafts and glanced at them, surprised. She then gave

when Joanna handed her a cup and said, “Go get me a

not say anything. She noticed Joanna was getting annoyed. “What’s the matter? Are you

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

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

Violet Webb? It’s pretty late now. Does she think she’s all that because she got some attention online yesterday? Is she trying to make a grand entrance

by Mr. Hersey, and remember, we’ve never had an

hearing these discussions. “I don’t care what you say about Violet but don’t compare anyone to Gloria. Do you

changed, but

coworkers immediately chimed in. “You’re absolutely right, Joanna. Violet is

not even fit to hold Gloria’s shoes.

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