Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 75

“I’m not short of money,” Violet said in a good mood while driving the car, “I’m richer than most people in this world. Do you believe me?”

“I can see that,” Jack said softly. “Aren’t you tired of being so successful as a woman?”

“It feels really good to be powerful. How can I be tired?” She turned and glanced at him. “Like you. Are you tired?”

“Tired.” He revealed his true feelings without hesitation.

She was dumbfounded; she had thought that he would hide his exhaustion, even if he were tired.

He had probably never told anyone that he was tired.

“I didn’t intend to have anything to do with the Yeager family.” Violet withdrew her gaze. “Since he wants to provoke me, I plan to play with him.”

“Are you happy that the Yeager Group is insolvent?”

“So–so,” Violet said, “I still have a long life to live. This sort of insolvency won’t do it for me.”

Jack narrowed his eyes. What was she thinking?

“I want Theo Yeager to get back on his feet and take the initiative to bring my mother back, so he can pamper her, take care of her and serve her.”

“I want Yvette and Beryl to taste what it’s like to be abandoned.”

“As far as I know, that mother–daughter duo are parasites who can’t survive without Theo.”

She was not reserved at all about revealing her innermost thoughts.

“Then what?” Jack was a little curious.

“Then I’ll make him insolvent again. By then, he would be too old to have the energy for a comeback. I want him to succeed because of me, and to be destroyed because of me as well.”

“Ruthless. Absolutely ruthless!”

Violet glanced at him, “Do you think I won’t do it?”

“No.” Jack believed her. “You do what you say you will.”

“Just wait, a good show is about to start. I’ll torment that mother and daughter duo until they are unrecognizable. I’ll take back everything they owe me.”

Jack pressed his thin lips together lightly. He did not reply, but the admiration he felt toward this woman had grown. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

About twenty minutes later, the car slowed down upon reaching the gates of the mansion.

“Uh oh.” Violet stared at the front gates. Her eyes widened.

“What’s wrong?”

Judging by her tone, something was wrong.

“There are a lot of reporters at your door… Won’t it add to the headline news frenzy if I’m photographed coming back with you?” She was worried.

Jack could not see anything, but he was as steady and composed as a mountain. “How many people are there, roughly?”

“Twenty or so…”

“Don’t stop, just drive.” He instructed calmly.

“What if they follow us? There are no guards at your gates. What if they follow us in and surround us? Then would we even be able to get out of the car?”

“Do you know what a smart home is?” He was calm. “What’s the point of my designs if they could come in and out of the courtyard as they please?”

“There is no time to discuss your smart home now!” She held the steering wheel with both hands, watching the people getting closer.

The gates opened slowly. The reporters saw the Maserati and gathered around excitedly, expecting the car to stop. Nonetheless, Violet did not step on the brakes.

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“Mr. Yancey! Can we have an interview?”

“President Yancey, may I have three minutes of your time?!”

The car continued forward.

“President Yancey!”

The reporters did not dare stop the car by force. They watched as the car moved away from them.

It drove right into the courtyard and stopped in front of the mansion.

Violet saw a strange scene at the gates through the rearview mirror. As the gates closed slowly, two reporters took a few steps in. Suddenly, they shivered and backed off hurriedly. The others dared not do anything rash anymore.

Was there electricity on the ground?

Jack sat calmly in the front passenger seat. His handsome face seemed slightly exhausted.

The reporters who had been stopped by the gates lifted up their cameras. They were all trying to catch something. “The car has stopped. Why aren’t they getting out?” One of the reporters was puzzled. He stood in the drizzle with his camera raised high.

“They’ve come back! Get good shots, everyone! They’ll have to get out of the car sooner or later.”

“How many people are in the car, you guys reckon?”

“There should be more than one!”

The Maserati had been specially treated, making it difficult to see what was going on inside the car.

“We don’t have to guess. We’ll know in a while.”

After parking the Maserati, Violet unfastened her seat belt before turning and asking him, “What do we do now? Your gates are openwork, they can see us the moment we get out of the car.”

“Let them see whatever they want. Why should we bother? We’re not doing anything wrong.” He was composed.

Violet threw him a look before asking softly, “Can you go in by yourself? Can you see?”

“No.”

“…” She contemplated for a while. “Okay, I got it.”

“Got what?” Jack asked.

She looked at him without answering, unable to figure out what he was thinking. “I didn’t bring the reporters. Watch your tone with me!”

“Don’t go anywhere after you get out of the car. I’ll go around the car, then give me your hand.” Jack spoke quietly with a much better attitude.

Alas, he was still unable to see. She had no choice but to help him until the end.

He unfastened his safety belt, opened the car door, and got out.

Violet opened the door on her side as well.

By the time Jack had walked around the car to her, she had closed the car door. He stretched his hand out to her, which she took without hesitation before walking side–by–side with him towards the brightly lit mansion.

“Gosh! Are my eyes working? A woman is coming out from the driver’s seat!”

“It’s Miss Yeager! I’m certain it’s her! It must be her!”

“The one who dumped Jack Yancey at the wedding? The same girl that Jared exposed is dating him? They’re coming back together! Are they living together?”

“My goodness! It’s true!”

“We’ve actually managed to take photos that serve as irrefutable proof today!”

Click, click-

The cameras flashed behind their backs mercilessly.

Mr. Yancey actually spent time with his girlfriend on a working day!

He let her drive his customized luxury car! That was like surrendering his life to that woman!

Furthermore, Miss Yeager was also wearing Mr. Yancey’s coat!

The brightness of the indoor lights automatically increased considerably the moment Jack and Violet stepped through the

doors.

“Mr. Yancey, Miss Yeager

Zoey was astonished to see Violet wearing Jack’s coat and Jack in a shirt of thin material.

In addition, the indoor temperature was automatically increased and adjusted by the system, which had detected their slightly low body temperatures,

Violet looked through the French windows and saw that the reporters were still outside the courtyard.

When she turned her gaze back on Jack, she found that he was fixing his shirt cuffs, behaving like a normal–sighted person once more. He did not seem to care about their predicament.

“Mr. Yancey, you should take a hot bath first,” Zoey was concerned. “Your clothes are ready.”

“Alright”

The sky had not yet darkened at the time. The clock on the wall indicated that it was 4 p.m.

Some of the haze in the sky had dissipated after the heavy rain.

“What should we do now?” Violet looked at him, “I was photographed wearing your clothes, driving your car, and following you home” Goodness! She was about to faint!

“What should we do?” Jack was still speaking in the same nonchalant manner. “I don’t report to anyone about my life, let alone explain myself.” This was the way he had always done things.

“What about my life?” Violet asked,

“That’s your business.”

Violet was shocked. This man… How could he!

Jack raised his head and glanced at her. Before he could speak, Violet smiled. “Yeah! How comfortable is it! I’m in charge of my life! This has nothing to do with them. All they can do is envy and be jealous of me. I’ve heard that there are many girls who want to get into bed with you. Is that so?”

She scrutinized him intently after teasing him.

Jack met her gaze and asked with a deadpan expression, “Does that include you?”