Chapter 0063
Violet gave it some thought. Then she shook her head and said, “It’s fine, let it be.”
Money was important, yet it proved pointless for Violet, who was being imprisoned in the Imperial Palace. It was a far better choice for her to take care of a sick woman.
George couldn’t believe Violet’s decision. He was perplexed as to how someone so despised could become so
likable.
If this woman wasn’t Agatha, he would have openly praised her.
In his study, Lucius was stunned. “Did she really let her mother leave?”.
George, striving to conceal his growing admiration for Violet, simply nodded and said, “Yes.”
“What game is she playing this time?” wondered Lucius.
George remembered his experiences with Violet. He suspected Violet wasn’t playing games, but he kept this thought to himself.
Lucius waved dismissively.
A sensible man like him would not waste his time with a woman. His past misjudgment about Agatha and his
failure to recognize Violet’s true identity stemmed from this belief.
In recent years, Lucius has devoted himself to rebuilding the Imperial Palace Group.
It was only after becoming a global powerhouse that he revisited old grudges, sending
George to abduct his wife. He always placed more importance on work and wealth, with revenge being just a
seasoning.
Knowing this, he never gave up on himself when he was deeply hurt. On the contrary, he took over and grew the struggling company.
Nobody expected him to be so successful. When others wanted to reinvest in his company, Lucius shut down all doors. The Imperial Palace Group now belonged entirely to his family.
The organization had set up malls in the most affluent regions of the planet. Wealthy people started viewing
their spending at Imperial Shopping Mall as a mark of prestige.
Lucius enhanced this appeal by establishing upscale recreation and entertainment centers within shopping centers. By bringing together food, recreation, and entertainment under one roof, it helped the business
generate significant revenue.
The Imperial Palace’s approach to making money and fame generated tremendous wealth, keeping Lucius
extremely busy.
Lucius was so engulfed in work that when his grandfather, Howard Davis, called to set up a blind date for him,
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“Master Davis has called eight times,” George gently reminded.
Howard was well-known in the business community. It was under his direction that the business model that
served both legal and underground enterprises took shape. Hearing his
names would cause a stir in both worlds.
It seemed unlikely that anyone but Lucius could prompt Howard to make so many calls.
Lucius responded indifferently, “Eight calls just for a blind date?”
He made it sound like Howard had nothing better to do than to bother him with such inanities.
George refrained from responding, particularly with Howard still on the line, whose furious shout could be
heard even at a distance.
Lucius acted deaf and added, “Tell that old man that if he’s so eager on matchmaking, he should go himself. I
don’t have the time!”
“Bastard!” Hearing this, Howard cursed loudly, as though he was going to crawl out of the phone.
Caught in the rock and hard place, George could only glance pleadingly at Lucius. Lucius took the phone from George, hung up, switched it off, and handed it back to him.
George could only sigh silently as he held the disconnected phone.
Despite the passage of four years, Lucius still carried animosity toward his grandfather. The incident from years ago had harmed not only the company’s business but also the family’s relationship, notably between the grandfather and grandson.
George quietly exited the room, shaking his head.
Meanwhile, time continued to pass.
Violet wearily removed weeds, feeling her life at the Imperial Palace might extend as indefinitely as the grass
she tended.
Lucius had vowed that he would confine her for the rest of her life.
With a sigh, she sat down on the ground. She lacked grand ambitions, but the idea of spending her life doing such monotonous labor was both disheartening and terrifying.
She closed her eyes, she pictured a lifetime of weeding, from her youth until her hair was gray. The thought sent a chill through her. It was too horrifying to imagine.
“Aggie!”
Naomi’s call abruptly interrupted Violet’s fearful thoughts. Turning, Violet saw Naomi approaching, a small box in hand.
“You…” Violet hesitated, struggling to find words.
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Naomi, touching her face, said, “I know you asked Master Lucius to release me. My daughter has become so
sensible.”
“Oh, that!”
Realizing Naomi might be leaving, Violet felt an increased sense of loneliness. However, she masked it with a
forced cheerfulness. “You’re leaving? That’s wonderful. Life at the dog farm was hard on you.”
“Well, it wasn’t that bad.” Naomi replied.
Naomi had been mostly kind and gentle towards Violet, aside from some initial discontent. This woman was a
great mother.
Violet, in turn, played her part and forfeited a considerable amount of potential wealth to ensure Naomi’s release. Feeling a small sense of achievement, she held Naomi’s hand and wished, “Have a safe journey.”
“Hmm,” Naomi replied, her voice tinged with hesitation, reluctance to leave her daughter behind. Each had their own thoughts, creating an awkward atmosphere.
