Upon her initial meeting with Violet, Celene perceived her as pure and innocent. There was nothing special about her. A woman like her would arouse men's possessive instincts, though not necessarily compelling them to make significant sacrifices.Lucius made no response to her statements. His aloof
Throughout the conversation, Celene's smirk becomes more pronounced, causing Violet to feel increasingly uneasy. She couldn’t figure out what was wrong.Celene noticed Violet's shocked and reserved expression, and decided not to tease her anymore. "You know, at most music schools, they are unlikely
"I didn't mean... But why, Lucius? I'm not Agatha. There's no need for you to go to such lengths for me."Lucius's expression turned sinister. He twisted his lips and warned, "Why even mention Agatha? Haven't you been punished enough already? Don't you realize what your fate would be if you were Aga
Lucius was ravenous. He was quick to finish his ramen. As he pushed his bowl aside, Violet barely touched hers.Glancing up, she noticed Lucius's gaze fixed on her bowl. She promptly offered it to him, saying, "Still feeling hungry? Here, take mine."Lucius didn't hesitate to accept her offer and st
It was out of character for George to miss her call. As a butler always available around the clock, he was unlikely to turn off his phone. He was deliberately not responding.After numerous unsuccessful attempts to reach George, Violet found herself in a difficult position. She resolved to remind Ge
After spending time outside in the cool air of the backyard, she began to feel the chill and subconsciously shivered.Initially, Lucius was so infuriated that he wanted nothing to do with her. However, upon seeing her distressed state, he couldn't just ignore her.He approached and firmly grasped he
"Master Lucius is in quite the mood today. It's been ages since your last swim," George remarked as he handed Lucius a dry towel.Lucius gave Violet a quick look, and mocked George, "All thanks to you, right?"How else would Violet have ended up sharing a room with him if not for George locking all
Oliver placed his coffee cup back on the table. He pressed his hand firmly against it, before standing up and changed into a different posture.He challenged her, "You claim that during work hours, we should only talk about work. As a client, isn't it reasonable for me to have a discussion with you?