Chapter 0097
Naomi responded with a nod, her eyes glistening with tears, unable to utter a word.
“Do you also live in this city?” Violet, aware of Naomi’s departure, had not expected to find her in
the same city.
“Yes,” confirmed Naomi, her voice solt.
“What a lucky coincidence to run into you here,” Violet exclaimed.
Naomi bowed her head and wiped away a tear.
“It is. I heard about you not being Agatha and that you left the Imperial Palace. I learned you were back in the city, and thought I might just bump into you by chance. I never really
expected to actually meet you.”
She concealed the truth that Lucius had orchestrated their meeting, fabricating a story instead.
Violet bowed her head, unsure how to respond when she learned Naomi knew everything.
Agatha’s location remained a mystery now that she was back to being Violet, a scenario filled with uncertainty and worry for a mother. Violet could only imagine how distressed Naomi must be.
“I should have revealed my true identity to you sooner,” Violet admitted regretfully.
“I don’t hold it against you. Truthfully, you’ve been more considerate than Aggie ever was, and I’ve enjoyed your company,” Naomi said gently, shaking her head. “I wish I could have a daughter like you.”
These are her words, straight from her heart.
Violet’s eyes, which had been clouded with uncertainty, lit up at Naomi’s heartfelt words. “Do you truly feel that way?”
Given the general perception of her being ruthless, particularly after Emily’s injury, Violet was deeply touched by Naomi’s kindness.
“Absolutely. Do I seem like someone who would lie?” Naomi reassured her with sincerity.
Violet cried uncontrollably.
“My mother abandoned me a long time ago. When I first saw you, I was tempted to reveal my true identity, but you were so gracious. At the time, I reasoned that since I was obliged to be Agatha anyway, why not do it for the rest of my life? I would be eternally grateful for your generosity if that
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that what you thought?” Naomi asked, visibly touched, as she took Violet’s hands. “I don’t have
a daughter, and you’re without a mother. What if we start a mother–daughter relationship now?”
This idea, though seemingly outlandish, deeply moved Violet.
Feeling abandoned by the world, Violet was warmed by Naomi’s gesture to reach out. She immediately accepted. “Mom
“My daughter!” They hugged each other tightly.
Naomi then brought Violet to her home.
Despite residing in Balaka City, Naomi’s home was quite a distance from where Violet had been found, nearly on the other side of the city.
Violet, who was oblivious to Lucius’s involvement, thought the universe was genuinely wonderful and the workings of fate unbelievable.
Naomi’s rented place was a modest one–room apartment.
“I hope you don’t mind the small space,” Naomi murmured as she opened the door, slightly
embarrassed.
“Why would I?”
For Violet, it felt like a heavenly gift, far from a complaint.
Naomi began preparing food in the kitchen, while Violet, with teary eyes, observed her new home, feeling an unexpected sense of peace.
Life slowly normalized.
Violet started job hunting the next day. Although she wasn’t a great artist, her design experience
and past work history helped her secure a nearby job quickly.
Naomi would make breakfast, and Violet took a packed lunch to work, leading a simple life.
In the evenings, if Violet returned early, they’d shop and cook together, enjoying a serene life.
Having never experienced such a life in over twenty years with her family, Violet found it immensely satisfying.
Violet planned to ask Naomi to quit her cleaning job once she received her first salary and their lives stabilized.
Meanwhile, at the Wickhams, Emily reported, “I’ve talked to my sister, and she won’t attend our
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In reality, Emily had only shown off her happiness to Violet. She never mentioned the actual date.
of the engagement.
Emily wouldn’t risk Violet attending, knowing her feelings for Oliver and the potential for unexpected revelations.
“It she doesn’t wish to attend, so be it,” said Belle, who harbored disdain for Violet and loathed her
even more after Emily’s voice was wounded. She saw Violet as an outcast.
Patrick, torn and silent, reflected on his relationship with Violet.
Violet had always been a rebel, and he couldn’t simply forgive her after the latest episode.
Nonetheless, as her father and as the child of a woman he once dearly loved, he harbored
unresolved feelings for her.
The more he struggled to let go, the more he remembered the agonizing past. He unwittingly
focused his rage on Violet. Because of this, he had generally stayed out of her life in the past few
years.
