Chapter 137 Conflict

In the middle of their conversation,

a piece of paper floated out from the store.

Violeta took a step forward, picked it up, and glanced at it. She saw a few words scribbled on it.

Wally Houle most likely wrote it.

At first glance, the writing was truly atrocious.

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Before, Cyril had criticised Sophia’s writing as mere scribbles. Compared to her writing, Wally would receive a good scolding.

“Whether you agree to sell it or not, you will sell it today!”

A gruff voice emanated from within the shop. Violeta discarded the paper and stepped inside.

Inside, the young asisstant stood in front of Cyril, who was clearly upset. The shop was in disarray, with items scattered and broken everywhere.

The man in his twenties sitting on a chair by the shelves was likely Mr. Wally, the heir of the Houles.

Cyril was stubborn as ever. He declared, “Your handwriting is unworthy of my pens. Even if you beat me to death today, I won’t make a custom pen for you.”

Wally was infuriated by his claim. He retorted, “Fine! You’re still being stubborn? Boys, give him a good beating!”

“Yes, Mr. Wally!”

A few servants stepped forward, raising their fists, ready to beat Cyril.

“Stop it!”

in and blocked their path. She said, “You

was an elderly man. If

turn to for a tom

servants paused and lowered their

Violeta, captivated by her

is none of your concern. Is there no

hint

the law!”

Violeta could

words to rebuke

she had met with such arrogance was Nyla at the

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to involve outsiders. He warned Violeta, “You shouldn’t get involved.

that the old man was looking out for

he had a protective side, which changed her

worry, they can’t hurt

big talk.”

man? Why are you standing up for him? You look quite appealing to

Violeta furrowed.

such a disgrace. No matter how much wealth you inherit, one day

Houles‘ servants widened their eyes in shock.

called

He commanded, “Beat this old man to death! Hit him until he can’t speak!”

“Yes, Mr. Wally!”

servants charged forward.

from the wreckage. She swung it left and right, sending the servants flying out of the

“Arghh!”

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