Emily's presence wasn't unexpected. Violet had assumed Belle would bring her back to Wickham's Residence.Upon spotting Violet, Emily seemed scared. She shrunk and nervously clasped her fingers."Eda, take Emily upstairs," Patrick instructed, not wanting others to disrupt his reunion with his daught
Now that the two people she was wary of had left, Belle was less polite to Violet."You must have heard that your dad is going to marry me. Stop trying to bring your mom into our family. I'm carrying your dad's child now. Any harm to me would kill him. You know better than anyone how much he wants h
Violet couldn't help but think that Lucius's approach was a bit too violent. However, she found his unique way of pampering her oddly comforting.Leaning toward him, she agreed. "Okay, I'll follow your advice."Lucius's mood noticeably improved. He gently pressed her head against his chest and remar
"Of course I couldn't, Mrs. Wickham," the receptionist replied, refraining from saying more and quietly swallowing the insult.Behind the scenes, everyone secretly referred to Belle as a witch. She had always been unpleasant, but now she was even worse.Belle turned around and noticed another person
Astrid signaled the receptionist with a glance, silently instructing her not to reveal the truth.The receptionist complied, sheepishly lowering her head and pretending she knew nothing.Violet bent down to pick up the desserts, lamenting, "How could you be so careless? What a shame! These are beaut
Ella's grip was firm, her eyes showing how she imagined killing Violet countless times in her head. Through gritted teeth, she fumed, "No way, I'm not letting go!"Astrid, anxious and distressed, tried to explain, "Vivi hasn't stolen anything from you. She's actually my daughter.""I don't buy it!"
"Violet is evil! She stole from me!"Ella was still bitter. She had lost her job, and almost been sent to a mental institution because Judy thought she was crazy. Violet was responsible for everything that happened.Judy grew even more furious, and began rebuking her daughter."Ella, are you brainle
"What are you doing?" she asked sleepily, lying in the soft bedding with an innocent charm.Lucius held a small box in his hand. It was a scar-removal cream."I can apply it myself," Violet insisted.Lucius had a lot on his plate already, and she felt uneasy about him worrying over something so triv