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Chapter 130
Chapter 130
The manager scanned the documents before sternly addressing Emily, “Can’t you read? Even if you
can’t, you should be able to read the page numbers. See, these pages are all mismatched! Do you use
your brain when you work?”
Unlike Violet, Emily had been pampered by Belle since childhood. She was treasured and nurtured with
care, with no need to do anything beyond singing. It was understandable for her to lack the ability to
carry herself.
Her upbringing contributed to her current plight.
Violet shook her head in resignation.
The scenario became more awkward and unpleasant when Emily looked up and met Violet’s eyes.
Violet chose not to involve herself in the matter and entered the elevator.
Unknown to her, Emily was shooting a resentful glance at her behind her back.
Arriving on the 25th floor, Violet’s jaw fell at the vastness of the area.
She mused at the opulence of the president’s lifestyle.
The office space downstairs was about the same, but the president alone had taken up a space
large enough to house an entire company.
The absence of any staff–no secretary, assistant, or employee–made her wonder if the president
ever felt lonely in such a vast space.
Violet wondered if the president would get scared of staying here all alone.
She strolled through the space, and heard her own echo.
Violet contemplated which of the numerous rooms was the president’s office. She began to
search all over t
place, trying to locate it.
Suddenly, a displeased voice from behind her asked, “Do you plan to roam around here all day?”
Startled, Violet turned quickly, encountering Lucius’s stern, icy gaze peeking out from a doorway. He
exuded a charm more captivating than any celebrity.
“Why are you here?” she asked, taken aback.
The fact that Lucius had acquired this company was beyond her. Violet stared at him in confusion.
Lucius casually shrugged.
Violet then noticed the “President’s Office“ son above the room në mes in
“Are you the president’s friend?” she asked.
Lucius touched his face, seemingly uninterested in explaining, Pre ansture HAY CA
Violet stood still, and refused. “Sorry. I’m here to see the president
“I’m the one who asked your manager to bring you here, he responded, playinG MOOS ME
choosing not to disclose his acquisition of the company for her sake,
Disheartened, Violet protested, “How could you do this? Don’t you now i’m very besp
Since Lucius wasn’t the president, she felt no obligation to stay. She turned, and said Tes
get back to work.”
Lucius nearly exploded with anger. This silly woman hadn’t seen him in a long time didn’t she miss him
for a bit? Her resolute actions implied she didn’t give a damn about him.
This infuriated him even more. He took a step forward, and clasped her hand in his
Her quick pace nearly caused her to stumble when he pulled her and spun her around
“Why are you doing this to me?” Violet exclaimed, infuriated.
It was terrible enough that he interrupted her work for no apparent reason, but he also treated roughly.
She rubbed the sore spot, glaring back at him resentfully.
Enraged, Lucius twisted his lips, desiring to devour the woman before him. He wondered
how this woman could not sense his affection for her. What made him fall for her?
“Don’t you remember? We have unresolved business to settle!” he declared.
Instead of responding with hostility, Violet asked, “What matters?
“What business?” Lucius pulled out the receipt and waved it before her eyes
“Did you forget? It cost me ten billion to rescue you. On top of that, I spent an entire night using my
body to counteract that drug for you. Remember who I am? Lucius Davis, the wealthiest man alive. My
body is priceless. Tell me, how do you plan to compensate me?”
The notion of being ten billion dollars in debt for the rest of my life was terrifying. Moreover, his physical
involvement also became part of her debt?
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“Don’t lose sight of the fact that if not for my intervention, you would’ve lost your freedom. You
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a hellish location. Once you’re caught in a place like this, your fate is sealed,” he said, cutting her
She held her tongue, acknowledging the truth in Lucius’s words.
“Furthermore, there was no antidote for the drug in your system. You would’ve died if it hadn’t been for
me to care about you and reluctantly be intimate with you.”
“No…antidote?”
Deep down, Violet harbored resentment towards Lucius, He had freed her, only to bind her to him
in such a way.
Hearing his explanation, she grasped the entirety of her situation. His use of words like scorn and
hesitation to describe his feelings toward her saddened her.
Her head lowered, and her shoulders dropped. Her face lost all its radiance, and she murmured a
low. “Thank you.”
Her demeanor somewhat soothed Lucius’s annoyance. His frown eased, and he suggested, “Since you
appreciate what I’ve done, show your sincerity. Join me for a drink.”
“But I’m on the clock,” she countered, albeit less vehemently.
“Having a drink with me is part of your job,” he graciously offered.
Violet was reluctant to blur the lines between professional and personal. She proposed, “How about
this? What if I come to see you after work for that drink?”