Victor took Violet to his apartment. She was still a little shocked by what had happened. She hadn't expected to escape from Malcom and his friends."Ah, I forgot. I should have stopped by to pick up some clothes for you," Victor said, opening his closet that contained only a few suits. He turned to look at Violet. "Should I go buy them? Are you okay if I leave you here for a while?"Violet looked at Victor and her common sense returned. She glanced at the elite apartment room Victor was staying in and was confused."Do you stay here?" Violet asked."Yes.""How is that possible?""It's easy. I pay rent for a week.""In this place? I mean, it's an elite property in Manchester and you can afford to rent it for one week?"Victor stared at Violet, who looked in disbelief. He laughed. "Why, are you surprised that my father never gave me any pocket money when I was a child?""No, I don't mean that. I just don't understand where you got this much money from when yesterday it seemed like you
Victor allowed Violet to stay the night at his apartment, but Violet hadn't woken up even though it was already noon.Victor tried to understand that maybe Violet was just tired from last night.Victor ignored her and left the apartment to begin his vacation. Since Victor had traveled to popular places in Manchester yesterday, today he wanted to relax. His body was also a little tired from last night's fight."Apparently having a lot of money isn't enough, huh? Should I hire a martial arts teacher to teach me some martial arts techniques?" Victor muttered, looking at his bruised fingers while enjoying breakfast at a fancy restaurant.Victor opened his phone, looking at the places he would be visiting today. Having made his choice, Victor hurried off after finishing his breakfast.Several times Victor received messages from Dylan who was taking care of the opening of their business, and Victor felt no need to worry because Dylan knew a little more about business than he did.But Victor
"Violet? Violet!" Victor kept calling Violet and looking for her in every corner of the apartment, but she wasn't anywhere and wasn't answering his calls."She left?" Victor asked, then hurriedly grabbed his cell phone and sighed as he remembered that he didn't have Violet's cell phone number. "Shit! Where did she go? Did she go back to her house? Or did she go back to Malcom?"Victor furrowed his brow, like someone in a panic. "If I remember what she said, it looks like she went back to Malcom. Is she out of her mind? That man could have ruined her life!"Victor left again, heading for Violet's apartment. Even though he had a feeling that Violet wouldn't be there, he went anyway to make sure, then sighed in disappointment when the apartment was the same as the last time they'd left it-and Violet wasn't there."Damn, this is getting troublesome!" Victor punched the old couch and sat down to calm himself. If it weren't for his system's commands, Victor probably wouldn't want to put him
"You better not do this if you don't want to regret it."Violet opened her eyes and immediately moved away when she heard the voice."Victor?""Wow, you remember my voice?" Victor took off his mask and startled Violet even more."What are you doing here? Do you want to die?""I should be the one asking you that. Do you want to die? Why did you go back to that madman?" Violet said nothing. "I went to the trouble of saving you only to see you return so easily to the trouble himself?""I never asked to be saved."Victor sighed and rolled his eyes. "That's how you always answer. I don't know what makes you this stupid." Victor glanced at Violet, who looked anxious. "I want to make sure of one thing; are you working in a place like this because you have no money at all?"Violet stared at Victor, confirming his assumption."You're Antonio Leighton's daughter, lack of money is a very unlikely thing to happen to you, isn't it? Unless you're an unconsidered and uncared-for child like me. But y
Victor was silent with a tense face. He didn't move at all, afraid that the slightest movement would make Malcom let loose a shot to his head."You're still? Unlike you a few minutes ago who punched me in the face and ruined my party," Malcom said, mockingly. Then he pulled Victor's hair. "Is this your natural hair color or did you dye your blonde hair just to disguise yourself?" asked Malcom.Victor was in pain and clutching his head, but Malcom kicked him so hard that he fell to the ground."You went to all this trouble just to take Violet away. Are you that fond of your sister, Victor?" Malcom asked, moving closer to Violet."Don't touch Violet-"BANG!Victor stopped dead in his tracks as Malcom fired a single shot into the ground in front of him, proving that he wasn't joking." Do you think I can't shoot you, brat? I won't even hesitate to kill you right here if you want.""Don't kill him, Malcom," Violet said, pleading fearfully.Malcom gave her a cold stare and crouched down ne
"How can it be like this?" Victor mumbled and didn't understand. So the system gave him the task of saving Violet, because Violet was the best assistant the system had chosen for him?"Are you forgetting who you are?" Violet asked from the couch where she was casually sitting and drinking. "Your face looks tense and confused.""Oh... so, you are here...?""If I had gone to Malcom's place, you would have acted crazy and faced Malcom like a mad dog again.""That time I think I hit him ....""Malcom is still alive.""Fyuh... ah, why am I grateful?""Be thankful that he's not dead, or you'd be arrested in this place," Violet said."You're right."As Victor got out of bed, he looked in the mirror and checked his condition. The wound on his face had been treated and the swelling wasn't as bad as he thought."Are you treating me?" Victor asked."I don't know how to treat people. I called a doctor here.""That's very kind of you. This time, you care about me.""The bill is on the table. I fig
Another grand party was held at Leighton mansion. The party that was attended by extraordinary people was Verlaine and Maria's party.Yes, today was their wedding day.After taking the wedding vows, Verlaine and Maria officially became husband and wife. They looked jubilant, everyone in attendance was also happy to see them.But there was one person who looked calm and cold, there was no smile that showed happiness or interest in celebrating the happiness of the bride and groom in front of there."That sucks," Victor said, taking a glass of the finest wine from the waiter's tray. He looked straight and hard at Verlaine, but his gaze became soft and blue when he saw Maria's happy face. "It's very annoying, because you still look so fine in my eyes after what you did, Maria...."Victor again felt annoyed, disappointed, and sad when he saw Maria. He was reminded of the betrayal of his beloved lady.But Victor hadn't come to cry over Maria's marriage. Victor glanced at his watch and asked
Violet was stunned, confused by the question her father had asked. As she thought about it, she realized that the look on Antonio's face showed no enthusiasm or longing. Unlike her mother, Sahara, who immediately called Violet's name loudly."Violet! My daughter~" Violet turned her head to see her mother hurrying over and seemingly cutting through the line of people, only to approach Violet and hug her tightly."Oh my, my daughter is finally home. I can finally see you again."Sahara looked very happy and tearful at Violet's presence. She stroked Violet's hair and her embrace felt very tight and warm. Violet could feel the overwhelming longing in that embrace, and her mother's voice was trembling slightly.But right now Violet couldn't even express her longing for her mother, because she still felt confused and wondered about what kind of reaction her father had given her earlier? It was far from what Violet expected, because she thought Antonio would do the same thing Sahara was doin
Violet slowly opened the door to the room with the overpowering medical odor. She took a quick glance inside, and now had a perfect view of the figure sitting on the thickly blanketed bed as she glanced out the large glass window. Seemingly lost in thought, he seemed calm and unconcerned about his surroundings. Even when Violet pulled out a chair and took a comfortable spot to sit next to him, Victor remained passive. Violet glanced at her man with a quizzical look, as if she wanted to start a conversation. After five days of unconsciousness, Victor finally opened his eyes this morning. Violet rushed to him to see how he was doing, but it seemed that only his physical state had improved. Violet ventured to touch Victor's hand, and to her surprise, Victor flinched. Violet couldn't help but be surprised by the man's response. "Violet...," Victor said in a low voice, he looked up at Violet but those eyes seemed to be empty without a focal point. "You were here, I didn't realize,"
Connor approached Emily, then looked at the little girl’s sleeping face while gently rubbing her slightly gaunt cheeks. “So... how did it go?” asked Connor, Jack flinched as he understood what the question meant. However, Jack chose to remain silent, making Connor smile because he suspected that his guess was correct. “Failed, yes...,” the old man said, smiling haughtily.“I won’t give up, Dad.” Jack said with conviction, making his father look down on him even more. “I’ll try until Emily gets her new heart.”“You’re pretty optimistic for a kid who just felt the pain of failure after not listening to his parents, Jack. Don’t you want to complain and complain to this father of yours?” Jack was silent, his jaw hardening as he held back his anger. He knew full well that all his father was doing now was mocking his failure, making Jack feel reminded of the pain when his high hopes ended in failure again.Indirectly, Connor seemed to be saying: "Expecting kindness from a monster like Victo
After a few minutes spent cleaning up, Violet and Victor met back at the dining table for breakfast. As before, there weren’t many ingredients in Victor’s refrigerator. Violet used the ingredients she had on hand to make breakfast, and thankfully it didn’t turn out too badly.Victor doesn’t wait long and eats his share of breakfast. Violet stares at him intently, waiting for his reaction. But Victor just ate without saying anything. Even though he was eating well, Violet was still waiting for a comment from him. And when she didn’t get one, the girl chuckled. It made Victor stop eating and ask, “What’s wrong?”Violet looked at him with pouting lips. “You’re not going to compliment my cooking again this time?”“I already ate it.”“But at the very least, I want to hear your comet. You kept eating without saying anything.”“I already ate it, isn’t that clear evidence that I didn’t reject your food. At least the taste is still acceptable to the human tongue, hence why this human wants to
Violet opened her eyes and frowned. Her blurred vision clearly felt unfamiliar with the place where she opened her eyes, but no sooner had she paused and remembered, than Violet remembered where she was. Because of this, she hurriedly turned her body around to find Victor sleeping next to her.This was the second time Violet had woken up looking at Victor’s face to start her day. But the first time, Violet hadn’t been this close. She and Victor were like two poles far apart, but now they were like twigs and leaves that were always attached.Violet moved closer, wanting to see the details of the man’s face more closely. As she stood still and looked at him, Violet realized that Victor was indeed as handsome as everyone said he was. All this time she had recognized it silently, covered in prestige and always denying it even to herself. But now, she didn’t hesitate to smile, amazed.Her mind, which had not been filled with anything, was now filled with Victor, Victor and Victor. Violet w
Jack was silent for a moment, at a loss for an answer. “I-I did it because I had no other choice. I wanted a child so badly-““Well, I see,” Verlaine said, interrupting Jack’s unfinished speech, “the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree,” he said with a quiet murmur.Verlaine then cleared his throat loudly, as if signaling he was about to begin his important conversation with Connor and Jack tonight.Connor began with, “As you told me on the phone that you would tell me about the next plan tonight. Tell me.”Verlaine raised both eyebrows. “Ouh... you’re so impatient, Mr. Grayson,” he said in a joking tone. “Is it because it’s late, so you don’t want to make small talk any longer?”“I brought Jack so you can use him for your plans too,” Connor replied, changing the subject.Verlaine raised one eyebrow, realizing that Connor was really impatient for the plan he had. “Well... I’ll say it,” Verlaine said then, no longer wanting to mince words. “In a few days, there will be a party held by
"Beautiful tuxedo," said the man with hazel eyes, to the short-haired woman standing in front of him. "When did you buy it?"Maria smiled broadly, pleased that the choice item she had bought for Verlaine had responded so well to the man. She rushed to her lover, sitting on Verlaine's lap intimately as she put her arms around his neck."I bought it a long time ago but since you've been so busy lately, it's been difficult for me to find the right time to give it to you," Maria said, explaining in more detail. Verlaine simply nodded and smiled, though his heart was still cold as ever. "Do you like it?" Maria's question drew Verlaine's gaze away from his gift.The man smiled sweetly, growing wider. "Of course," he replied, pecking her cheek gently.Maria was delighted. She then without hesitation kissed him briefly on the lips, showing her happiness. They looked at each other for a few seconds, until Maria spoke up again."Verlaine, what did you do during your vacation? That place yo
That distracted Violet from the beautiful dresses before her. “Really? What is it?” “A wedding anniversary celebration.” “Ah, Mrs. Scarlett and her husband, huh?” said Violet, smiling, her eyes focused on the dresses again. “Your adoptive parents will be celebrating their wedding anniversary. It must be a happy day for them.” “We’re also allowed to be happy on their happy day.” Violet froze, frowning in confusion. “What do you mean?” she asked later. “Should we go to the dance?” asked Victor, causing Violet to turn her face away slowly. The girl stared at Victor, confirming her thoughts which were immediately confirmed by Victor’s next words. “Should we pick out the dresses now?” Violet, of course, would immediately smile widely. She nodded her head with twinkling eyes, looking very excited and happy. The two of them started their agenda; choosing a dress that would be used to attend the celebration party like Victor said. While her feet were busy moving to and fro, Violet’s l
Later that day, they decided to go out. The romantic term is 'date'. Victor waited for Violet to get ready, and Violet waited for Victor to get ready. One thing in common was that as a result of the waiting time, they were mesmerized by each other's charms in their date-ready best. Violet smiled broadly, waiting for Victor to come out of the room and watching him from the dining table with her chin propped up. "Your dress sense isn't much different from the last time, but somehow it looks so luxurious and appropriate this time," Violet says, complimenting him. Victor smiled slightly and walked over. "Is it because I'm seeing it with love this time? You look absolutely marvelous." "I didn't know you were the type to compliment your partner," Victor said, taking Violet's hand to lead her out of the apartment. "Hm. I didn't know I was the type of person to do this to their partner either. You were my first partner, you know?" "Really?" "Yeah... I've only ever confessed my feelings,
Meanwhile, Verlaine was now hurrying away to a place, which was none other than his private apartment. There, he would meet Maria who had just finished cooking a meal for herself. Maria had no idea that Verlaine had returned from his ‘vacation’ in Vermont, she only knew that he had extended his vacation on the pretext of falling in love with the vast and soothing expanse of grass.Hence, when she saw his presence at the technological door, she couldn’t help shouting his name. “VERLAINE...!” The woman ran at full speed, rushing to hug Verlaine tightly while her body was twisted like a romance scene in a movie.“Are you coming home today?” asked Maria as soon as Verlaine released her embrace. She was delighted to see Verlaine standing in front of her after they had not seen each other for almost a week.“Yes. I wanted to give you a surprise,” Verlaine replied as he kissed Maria’s neck, making her grimace occasionally in amusement. “You were surprised?”“I’m so surprised that I’m speech