NovelEnglishChapter 0041
Lucius walked in and removed his shirt, which revealed all of his upper body. Violet could tell that he worked
out to take care of his body.
When he saw her, he narrowed his eyes and threw his shirt on the bed. “You're sleeping in the guest room from
today onwards!”
Thinking that she was hearing things, Violet dug her ears, but Lucius just gestured at the door as a sign for her to
go out. She packed up and left in just a few seconds, as if she had been spared from death.
Why did he do this? Had he lost his mind?
Violet could not figure out the answer.
Logically speaking, shouldn't he rain down torment on her after she finally said that she was Agatha River?
Not that she was not going to accept being able to leave Lucius’s bedroom. After all, she was not a masochist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe even began humming on her way to George to get a room for herself.
When she found George, she saw another woman entering a guest room. Obviously, she was Lucius’s new lover.
Violet was used to him fooling around with women, so she did not care about it.
Meanwhile, Lucius stared at the shut door and looked down. Even though Violet had managed to hide her
relieved expression well, he still noticed it, and a cold look appeared on his face.
Violet slept well. When she woke up, she stretched and exhaled.
She could breathe easier after sleeping in another room. She also did not have to wake up with a start at the
slightest sound anymore.
She went downstairs for breakfast. After that, she intended to continue weeding the garden.
When she reached the dining hall, she saw Lucius scowling disdainfully at his breakfast. It did not look like he
had even touched it.
With a troubled expression, George stared at the breakfast while sweating bullets.
“Master Lucius, | thought you aren’t.....” He did not dare to say that Lucius was usually not picky.
Lucius glared at him. “The food has been getting worse. Do you want to retire that badly?”
The food had not been getting worse. Lucius was just getting more picky. After all, their chefs were all world-
class masters of their craft.
At that moment, George gave Violet a pleading look.
She shrugged and entered the kitchen to make a bowl of soup noodles. “If you're not used to that food, try this,”
she said and slammed the bowl in front of Lucius.
George gave her a grateful look, but she gave him a look that said, “It’s still too early to be celebrating.”
Then, she sat down and started enjoying the breakfast Lucius did not want.
Seriously, speople had to live like the broke to truly understand how valuable things were.
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Lucius finished the noodles.
When he wiped his mouth, Violet, too, finished her breakfast. George looked at her gratefully again and was
close to screaming his thanks at her.
“You're as cunning as ever, at least. You know how to cook the food I like,” Lucius said coolly. He was not
praising her.
Since Violet was not an idiot, she immediately understood what he meant and corrected him coolly. “I wasn’t
trying to kiss your *ss. But since I'm supposed to be making up for my mistakes, | suppose | should act like it. Of
course, if you think I'm kissing your *ss, | have nothing to say about that.”
She sounded like a completely different person. Even George was surprised, and he gave her a profound look.
Lucius did not say anything. He just continued wiping his mouth.
Once Violet got up and started for the garden, George chased after her. “Madam, could you cook Master
Lucius’s meals from now on? He's about to be busy again.”
All chefs knew that their lives would bechell once Lucius got busy.
Violet nodded. “Sure. I'll handle him until he gets sick of my food too.”
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