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
Whitney's gaze stayed on Violet. How she wished her mother could have some feelings for her father!But Violet couldn't seem to come to terms with the fact that she had kissed Carl. She scrambled to change the subject instead. "What's the deal with Elle?" she asked."She was the one who brought the poisoned cakes. It's only fair that she was punished!" Whitney's tone was casual. "But also, Carl knows she was manipulated, so he let her go with the promise that he would never see her again."Whitney's words hardly made sense.As an assassin, Violet was well aware that things could never be as simple as Whitney had put it.Regardless, Elle was still the one who brought in the poison-infused cakes. It was impossible for Carl to let her go this easily.Perhaps he was using Elle as bait to lure out the real mastermind behind the poisoned cakes.While she thought about this, Dr. Howell walked in with Marina.The maid brought along a meal Violet had been craving all this time. Meanwh
Before Maverick could lay a hand on Violet, Carl suddenly stepped in. He pushed Maverick away and pulled Violet over toward himself.Violet found herself slamming into Carl's chest from the force of his movements. Instantly, pain sliced through her breasts. It was so bad that she winced."Quit fooling around." Carl's voice was icy.The smile in Maverick's eyes deepened. He clicked his tongue before realizing that Carl was genuinely angry. He could only keep quiet after that.Violet, on the other hand, gasped for breath. The warmth from Carl's palms made her heart tremble. She took a few steps back.Meanwhile, Reed approached them with Marina's cooking. The scent of the freshly cooked food filled the air, and the expressions of the assassins changed at once.Violet accepted the dishes before placing them so their fragrance could reach the assassins. Even so, she took great care to ensure that it was far enough for them not to grab the food out of desperation.She inhaled deeply.