Love Addiction: Doting On My Love

Chapter 112

Emily trembled all over, and screamed. “Violet, shut up!”

Her reaction baffled Violet. Why was Emily so Irritated when she was just rambling?

Why wouldn’t Emily be agitated? Violet’s accusations were accurate, Emily had indeed tampered with

the water.

Her intention was to sabotage Violet’s voice, ensuring Oliver never heard her voice and recognized she

was the one singing for him.

However, fate had its twist. Someone accidentally gave her Violet’s water, and in a moment of

negligence, she drank it herself, turning the incident into a lifelong regret.

Emily lost control, and started throwing everything on the table at Violet.

Caught by surprise, Violet could only react defensively.

Left with no other option, she instinctively called Oliver. “Come quickly! Emily has lost her mind.”

Emily collapsed into Oliver’s arms as he arrived at the office.

“Oliver, what am I to do? My voice is ruined! I can’t sing to you like I used to. What should I do

now?”

Violet observed the drama unfold with a detached coldness, thinking to herself that Emily was quite a

skilled actress. Her lies and truths intertwined seamlessly.

After Oliver comforted her, he turned his questioning gaze towards Violet. “What did you tell her?”

“What could I possibly say?”

She was no saint. She felt a stab of jealousy as she watched the two embracę.

After all, Oliver was the one she had patiently awaited to awaken for a year. The amount of effort

and hope she had invested back then was comparable to the agony and disappointment she was

experiencing today.

“Emily wouldn’t have been this worked up if not for you,” Oliver said firmly. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Violet felt helpless against his words, and responded bitterly, “Believe what you want.”

“Someone like you doesn’t deserve to work here! My suggestion is to fire her!” Oliver stated.

Violet’s jaw dropped as such comments came from the usually polite Oliver. He wanted to get her

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Oliver escorted Emily out the door, leaving Violet behind.

“How do you plan to make up for everything you destroyed?” her boss demanded, his face stern as he

sat in his chair.

Violet stood her ground. “I wasn’t responsible for the damage.”

“If not for you, would any of this have happened?”

That charge rendered her speechless. Her boss made some calls, quickly learning about Oliver’s

influential background as the heir to Young Corporation.

“Leave! Whether you’re at fault or not, when the Young Corporation’s heir speaks, we have no choice

but to comply. Our insignificant company can’t defy Young Corporation.”

Violet hadn’t anticipated that her first job, acquired without any special connections, would be

jeopardized by Oliver.

Her boss’s expression of resignation forced her to confront the harsh reality. She could only gather her

belongings and leave quietly.

Violet was surprised to see George when she returned to her rental flat. She halted, and asked, ” What

brings you here?”

She knew George’s presence likely indicated that Lucius was nearby, a meeting she preferred to avoid.

“Ms. Violet, I need your help,” George said, his tone reflecting his usual politeness.

As Violet stayed quiet, he elaborated, “I’d like to request that you prepare meals for Master Lucius for

the next few days. He’s preparing for an international business trip and is quite busy. As you’re aware,

the more occupied he is, the more particular he gets about his diet. He only eats what suits his taste.”

“Wasn’t this matter already resolved?”

She remembered the changes in the Imperial Palace’s kitchen. They stopped preparing luxurious

meals for him, opting for simpler ingredients instead.

“But what they cook… He’s not satisfied with their cooking.” George explained with a sigh.” Initially, he

was okay with it, but then he got upset and fired all the chefs. I assumed he has grown tired of the food,

which is why I didn’t mention it earlier. But yesterday, he visited you and seemed to have enjoyed all

the meals you prepared.”

Violet realized that maintaining privacy around influential people like Lucius was challenging.

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Even though Lucius had only visited her place yesterday, George was already aware that

Lucius had eaten the food she cooked.

“Please don’t be offended, Ms. Violet. We’re merely concerned about Master Lucius’s safety, which is

why we keep a close watch on him,” George quickly clarified, noticing her reaction.

Violet nodded, indicating her understanding.

“Rest assured, you’ll be well compensated for this, certainly more than your regular salary,” George

promised her.

Violet was currently unemployed and in need of money. Though she was tempted, she remained

hesitant.

“All you need to do is manage Master Lucius’s daily meals. He’ll be mostly busy with meetings

and won’t have much time to be alone.” George informed her.

Her greatest dread was being alone with Lucius. His commanding presence, as well as the way

he gazed at her, which threatened to devour her at any minute, were intimidating.

After hearing George’s assurances, she finally said, “Alright, I’ll do it.”

George’s relief was evident, and he nearly approached her for a hug.

“Actually, Master Lucius has been eating very little lately. I was afraid he’d pass out from hunger if

it hadn’t been for the meal you cooked for him yesterday.”

Violet internally grumbled that Lucius was being such a picky eater, though she kept her thoughts

to herself.