Violet stood up and said politely, "I'm going to use the restroom.""Okay, hurry up! Vin, you can't run away after losing money!" Mrs. White shouted after her. Violet walked to Carl without looking back. He was having a relaxing drink on his own. "Mr. Walker, you'll compensate me for the money I lost at blackjack, won't you?" asked Violet. Carl shook his head. "What? Then why did you still tell me that all I had to do was lose money?" Violet felt like she had been pranked."Your monthly salary is ten thousand dollars. I'm sure you can afford to lose some money." Carl raised his eyebrows and said teasingly, "Don't worry. If you really lost too much, then I can pay you your salary for five years in advance." Violet clenched her fists angrily. She looked like a kid who had just gotten bullied. However, Carl's gaze was too unfathomable. She couldn't guess what he was thinking."I won't trouble you," Violet stated while suppressing her anger. "I can't rain on their parade eithe
Violet was unwilling to comply. "I earned this money myself. Why should I give it to you?" She knew what Carl wanted from her."You belong to me," Carl said arrogantly and confidently. He sounded somewhat gleeful too."Dream on." Violet's voice was soft."It's stated clearly in the contract," Carl said. Instead of getting angry, he smiled. "Hand it to me now."It was a total of 1.68 million dollars. Violet wasn't pleased to hand it over just like that."You're already so wealthy. Why do you have to take my hard-earned money?" Violet was frustrated.Suddenly, she flashed Carl a smile and said, "Mr. Walker, you can earn millions with just a snap of your fingers. You can't imagine how much I look up to you."Eyes twinkling, she continued, "How about I keep this money in your company? Take it as a small investment of mine. That way, I can even get a little return each month. How does that sound?"Being a money enthusiast, Violet naturally couldn't let go of any money-making opportu
Elle quickly moved back. She didn't understand why "Vincent" wasn't afraid.Violet raised her voice. "I wonder if Mr. Walker would tear you apart if he knew you were baring your chest to other men.""You're the one who should be worried now!" Elle thought "Vincent" must have lost his mind. "When Carl comes in, you won't be able to explain yourself!""Then go ahead and shout." A smile appeared in Violet's eyes, concealing a chilling intent to kill. "The louder, the better."Elle opened her mouth and wanted to shout, but she stopped after seeing the mysteriously fearless look on Violet's face.How could a person's smile be that frightening?Elle's beautiful face turned even paler. Her delicate and helpless appearance tugged at Violet's heart, even as a fellow woman."Don't push me!" Elle's eyes were fierce. "Taking the money and leaving is the only way out I'm giving you.""Too bad." Violet lifted her phone. "Everything you did is recorded here."Elle trembled as fear filled her
Violet looked around while holding the bottle of wine. She tried to find a way to slip away unnoticed.After all, she hadn't come face to face with Carl earlier. He didn't have concrete evidence that she had stolen the wine, so she could deny it if she managed to escape.Suddenly, Carl pressed a button. The big teacup Violet had been hiding in sprang into motion.Violet dashed out, and Carl instinctively chased after her. As they stepped into the elevator, Whitney pressed a button. Soon, the elevator ascended. Then, she cut off the power, leaving it stuck at the highest point.Things were going more smoothly than she had anticipated. Whitney gave herself the victory sign. Then she walked back to her bedroom to continue sleeping.The vast amusement park suddenly went dark. Only a few emergency lights were left on. Violet was still some distance away.Facing the darkness, Violet instinctively wanted to get herself to a safe environment.The elevator doors were tightly shut. No m
Tension filled the air. Thoughts of the wine bottle in Carl's hands consumed Violet's mind. She hadn't smelled the rich aroma of the wine, so it should still be intact."Mr. Walker." Violet looked at Carl with hopeful eyes. "This is the perfect time to have a drink. How about we open the red wine?""Open it?" Carl frowned. Perhaps he knew Violet couldn't see him clearly now, so he smiled. "You failed to steal the wine, and now you want me to treat you to a drink?"Violet ignored the wine-stealing incident. "I heard that you treat your employees exceptionally well. Consider this a welcome gift!"Carl glanced at the red wine in his hand, and a gaze flashed across his eyes.He said, "If you can open it without damaging it within half an hour, I'll let you have a drink.""Really?" Since when did Carl become this easygoing?"Wait. Mr. Walker, I know you're an upright guy. I'm sure you won't lie to me." After flattering Carl, Violet felt much better.She pondered briefly before addin
Startled, Violet opened her eyes. Even though the lingering effects of the wine slowed her reactions, she still had enough strength to push Carl away or slap him. She had to warn him that kissing a woman without consent came with responsibility.Her heart raced, and their warm breaths mingled in the air. Her hands, which were clasped before her chest, gradually lowered. She blinked her eyes before closing them as if surrendering to the moment.Their soft lips pressed against each other. Carl was no stranger to such encounters. He continued to savor it after tasting Violet's sweet lips. He was torn between wanting to possess her lips and exploring them slowly. This conflicting sensation both troubled and captivated him.Violet found herself in a half-dazed state, and a vague face suddenly flashed in her mind.It was happening again.The feeling of being devoured by a stranger six years ago returned to her mind.Unable to see clearly, being kissed, touched, and overpowered ...
The next day, Elle went early to the Walker residence, eager to see Carl kick Violet out. Not only would Elle not help, but she would also add fuel to the fire and enrage Carl even more. Yesterday, she had conspired with Whitney. They plotted to frame Violet for stealing the premium wine that Elle had given to Carl. Elle guessed that Vincent must be in a sorry state by now.However, Elle was stunned when she saw Violet standing outside Carl's study. "Carl didn't give you a hard time?""Looks like you're hoping to see me punished, Ms. Murphy," Violet said coldly.Elle frowned, wondering if Whitney's plan had failed. She knocked on the door and asked, "Carl, can I come in?"When Elle entered upon receiving his permission, she saw his gloomy expression. Someone must have gotten on his nerves a moment ago. "Are you not in a good mood?" Elle pondered if he was going to deal with Violet."What brings you here?""I miss you, so here I am.""I'm busy."Elle treated Carl's coldnes
Reed paled as soon as he caught sight of Carl. He rushed to interrupt Violet. "Mr. Cooper …"An icy look from Carl effectively shut him up.Violet continued her rant. "What's so good about Carl anyway? He's just a pretty boy with zero redeemable qualities. I've only known him for a short while, but I already feel his overwhelming sense of superiority. I pity you, Reed, I really do. You must have suffered greatly from being by his side all this while."Reed hardly dared glance at Carl. All he could do was say a fervent prayer in his heart. Perhaps God would be kind enough to allow Violet to escape unharmed this time."He's such a stingy person too!" Violet went on, unaware of the danger that awaited her. "I'm so hungry—I haven't eaten all day and it's all his fault!"Reed could no longer bear this. He reminded her softly, "Mr. Cooper, actually, Mr. Walker treats us all really well.""Are you implying that I'm lying?" Violet retorted. "Have you seen him with Whitney? From the amo