Chapter 378

Victoria surveyed the courtyard, now overflowing with piles of belongings. Just as she thought they were done, the enforcement officer pulled out yet another stack of inventory lists.

"Ms. Turner, I'm afraid you'll have to verify these items yourself."

The list was endless, so densely packed it made even the officer uneasy. Honestly, the man of this house had zero class-lavishing gifts on his mistress while his wife was left in the dark.

No wonder no one wants to get married anymore. You spend decades as someone's unpaid maid, while the woman on the side just has to show up, take a shower, and walk away with a fortune. Serves men right if they end up alone.

Victoria took the list; every line was a record of Violet's spending.

A bodyguard brought over a chair for Victoria to sit. He positioned it so she could face Violet directly while reading the list aloud.

“March fifth—hair dryer from an online store, four thousand dollars. March seventh -set of cocktail glasses, three thousand. March twenty-eighth-premium fruit from the supermarket: champagne grapes, cherries. And on March thirty-first at seven p.m.-several packs of sanitary pads."

Victoria looked at Violet. "Ms. Marchand, are you planning to return all these items as they are, or would you prefer to reimburse us in cash?"

couldn't help but stifle

Langford is brutal-she even

Violet lost her composure and snapped, even swearing. "Victoria,

care anymore. She'd leave everything behind-the house, the

year, keep it. With

them. "What the hell

the list, her tone cool and

is a country of laws. And in a lawful society, it takes some nerve to accept gifts from another

finally looked up, her eyes sharp as steel,

Violet's cheeks flushed crimson.

came between us. You're the thief here. You stole

would have been someone else. What's

glanced over

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