"You don't need to know who I am," Carl said coldly. "Let him go!""What if I don't let go?" Violet scoffed and swiftly moved. In less than ten seconds, she pushed Finn out and lunged toward Carl. Carl was afraid of hurting Violet, so he didn't shoot but got ready to fight her. She lashed out ruthlessly, as if she were determined to win. Carl's gaze darkened, and he threw the gun to the side. His palm swung toward Violet at high speed.He was going to stop her and wrapped her in his arms again.But Violet was waiting for the moment he threw the gun. She bent down and slid toward him, kicking out her foot. When Carl dodged, she leaned over and picked up the gun. The gun pointed at Carl's forehead. Violet's gaze held clear hatred. "Carl, where is Whitney?" Violet asked."She's … just a dead person. What's even the purpose of this question?" Carl arched an eyebrow and did not answer her directly."Tell me, where is she!" Violet stepped forward, her finger placed on the trigger.
The family crest looked like half of a tiger insignia—a small, crouched tiger without its tail. Did it command so much power, enough to make Carl ignore his beloved woman in danger?"Mr. Nathaniel, the family crest holds great importance. Madam Miranda is also aware that you have the crest." Next to Nathaniel, the old man, Ted Quill, seemed to have sensed Nathaniel's intentions.Ted continued to advise Nathaniel without waiting for him to speak, "Mr. Nathaniel, Madam Miranda sees the family business and fortune to be more important than a woman. Besides, after all the years she spent raising you, she's most afraid that you'd end up making the same mistake as Mr. Skye.""I … I understand." Nathaniel caught the underlying meaning of Ted's words. After a moment of hesitation, he slightly nodded as a sign of agreement.Ted wiped the thin layer of sweat on his forehead and smiled brightly after seeing Nathaniel. Nathaniel seemed to have given up on the idea of giving the family crest to
"To think you're the notorious Nightshade in the underground and the top assassin of Novya Assassin Agency. You're too weak," the little boy scoffed coldly.He stabbed Violet's thigh with a knife again and continued, "Give me the family crest, and I'll let you live! Or you know what's going to happen to you."His voice was chilling, laced with a bloodlust familiar to Violet.Somehow, Violet was reminded of the girl she met when she was being hunted down by the Whites. She had also saved the girl out of compassion. In the end, she got stabbed.Had she made the same mistake again?If Whitney knew her mother was such a fool, she wouldn't leave Violet alone, would she?Tears welled up in Violet's eyes as a faint smile appeared on her lips. She thought of Whitney's adorable face. She slowly took out a silver needle and stopped the part of her body that was bleeding."I'll never give it to you." She regained her usual composure, arrogant and aloof. She looked calm as she looked at the
Isabelle's rage seemed to reach far. Even when Isabelle was far away from her, Violet seemed to feel an ominous feeling.Violet frowned and ignored the feeling. She faced the many men in front of her coldly."Violet, give me the family crest," the man ordered icily with a tone familiar to Violet."Why should I?" Violet stood upright and scoffed.Her face was pale. She had been traveling and fighting enemies for a long time. Now was not a good time for her to attack.Although she held on, she was on the brink of exhaustion.The man couldn't calculate Violet's capabilities, but he had heard of her notoriety. He didn't dare to charge forward rashly.He could only instruct his men to surround Violet and attack her.The moment the man approached Violet, the others who had been waiting immediately circled her.Although Violet fended herself from the man's attacks, she couldn't escape from the circle easily.No!She couldn't stay here!She was clear that she shouldn't fight them.
"It's been a while, Violet. How are you doing these days?" At the Galactic League, Silvia was staring at Violet in a superior manner. She had a skull mask on. Violet was on the floor on her knees. Although she was still dressed in her hospital gown, she looked dignified. No one dared to underestimate her. "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm perfectly fine.""Are you?" The tone in Silvia's voice rose slightly. She came down from her seat and stood before Violet. "Yeah, I think you are perfectly fine. It's just that something might have slipped your mind. Where is it? " Silvia's voice was icy. "I didn't get the family crest." Violet knew what Silvia was implying. Her brows furrowed as she continued to explain, "I did go into Donald's room, but I didn't get my hands on the Whites' family crest. It seems like someone got there ahead of me, but I took the blame for them instead." "Did they shift the blame on you? Really?" It seemed like Silvia didn't quite believe her. Her tone s
"Violet, you're back." Silvia still had her mask on. She was sitting in a higher position. Her cunning eyes, tinged with intimidation, were visible through the skull mask. Even though Violet had her head down, she could still sense her intense gaze. "Yes. I will not repeat the same mistakes in the future," Violet answered. She went down her knees in an instant, hanging her head low. Her voice was low as she pleaded, "It's just that I was desperate to know where Whitney is. Ms. Grey, if you happen to know where she is, please let me know.""Yeah," Silvia simply replied as she glanced over to the seat beside her. "Violet, you must be tired after a day's work. Come sit down and rest. And I think it's better for us to talk about Whitney while you're seated."Silvia tried to sound friendly, yet Violet still sensed something was off. She frowned slightly and declined without any hesitation. "Ms. Grey, I'm not tired.""Why? Are you afraid that I might harm you?" Silvia hated reject
While Carl was investigating Whitney's, Mick's, and Violet's whereabouts, Isabelle and Marina were also making a move. They got in touch with the League quickly while they continued to find the crest in the Walker residence. "What? Is Violet also one of us now?" Once Marina got news from the League, she immediately contacted Isabelle. They were both dumbfounded when they found out about it. Isabelle's eyes dimmed. She suddenly had an idea as she thought of Donald, who was on the run, and Violet."Marina, you stay at the Walker residence to look for the crest. I need to go overseas," Isabelle said."Huh?" Marina frowned. "Does the League know about this?" Obviously, she wasn't in favor of Isabelle's decision."The League doesn't have to know about this. I will report to them personally." Isabelle didn't seem particularly happy with the interruption. She snapped, "You just have to stick to Reed. I'll handle my own stuff.""You—" Marina was infuriated. "You better make sure that n
With that thought, Isabelle narrowed her eyes. "Marina, we are both antsy now, so if something happens to me, you are dead, too. You have to help me no matter what."Her voice was low, filled with a hint of threat."I know." Marina nodded. "I can see it clearly. You'd better get rid of your baby now, or else, if Master …""I got it," Isabelle cut her off. "Try to find out more about Violet. The more detailed, the more upper hands we have.""Sure." Marina frowned, but she still did what she was told.Isabelle's face turned cold when Marina left, and she thought, "Violet, why did you come back? Since you're back, then you'll suffer!"Isabelle narrowed her eyes and decided to abort the baby and blame it on Violet.Only if Violet was the scapegoat could Isabelle protect herself.As time passed, Marina's process of gathering information about Violet quickly progressed, and Carl's search for Violet went slowly.Carl received news about Violet many times, but every time he rushed to