"After we watch a movie together, Whitney will call you and tell you what she's doing herself," Carl explained. "So, let's go watch a movie. What movie do you want to watch?"After that, Carl walked off in the direction of his car."I'm coming with you!" Violet exclaimed as she ran to his side. "This girl! Does she not miss me at all? How could she force me to watch a movie with you just to get a call from her? My chest is expanding and about to explode from all the anger building up in me!" Violet grumbled.Carl unabashedly stared at Violet's chest. After a while, he said, "Liar, your chest isn't getting bigger."Violet shot a seething glare at him as her cheeks flamed. She kicked him in annoyance, and they left the restaurant still bickering with each other.Once they were at the cinema, Violet studied the titles of the movies and mumbled, "Which movie has the shortest run time?"Carl felt a stab of pain go through his heart at her words. He knew that Violet genuinely missed Wh
Violet's secretive behavior made Carl narrow his eyes in suspicion.Carl studied Violet intently. Violet wanted to keep asking about Whitney but didn't for fear that she would accidentally expose her identity."Let's go back home first," Carl suggested. "Or would you like to eat something and go shopping instead?""Let's go home," Violet said weakly. How could she be in the mood to eat and shop if Whitney wouldn't call her?Violet suddenly felt as if she were an incompetent mother. She couldn't even take care of her own daughter.Carl held Violet's hand lightly as he reassured her, "Trust me, Whitney will be alright."Violet could only nod. She believed in Carl's words, but she also believed in Whitney. Whitney was an elite member of Interpol and couldn't be defeated so easily!Back in the house, Violet sat listlessly on her bed as she stared at her phone.However, the phone never rang.Violet's heart was racing as she thought, "Oh, Whitney, what exactly are you doing? Don't y
Upon seeing the text message, Violet furrowed her brows. Why was Lucy calling her to the hotel so early in the morning?Violet tried calling Lucy but was immediately hung up on. Soon after, another text message arrived.Lucy: "Come quickly! It's a top secret!"Violet sensed that something was wrong. Lucy's failure to answer her calls only deepened her concern.Violet bit her lip lightly. She sensed that something was amiss but still decided to go to the location Lucy mentioned.Upon arriving at the hotel, Violet felt a foreboding atmosphere hanging in the air. She instinctively reached for her sidearm and cautiously walked toward the room.She noticed that the door was slightly ajar. As Violet pushed it open, she was met with a distressing sight. Lucy lay on the floor, naked, with blood seeping from the corner of her lips."Lucy!" Violet cried out in shock and rushed over to pick up Lucy."Violet." Lucy weakly opened her eyes. "It … It was Isabelle, Marina, and Seth.""Don't w
Violet clenched her fists. She had just examined the wounds on Lucy's body. Lucy's previously flawless skin now bore countless marks of abuse inflicted by various men. The fatal gunshot wound in her chest was the most severe."Violet, just you wait. You killed Lucy and have been going undercover in the villa for so long. Carl will never let you off!" Isabelle taunted with a malicious tone.Violet's gaze toward Isabelle turned icy. Killing Isabelle could be done in less than a minute, but she was determined to make Isabelle suffer a hundred times worse than Lucy.Carl remained silent, awaiting the autopsy results. Though it seemed unnecessary, he needed to know the truth.The forensic examiner arrived shortly. Violet watched him intently, anticipating the results. The examiner handed a small plastic bag containing a bullet to Carl."This is the bullet retrieved from Ms. Walker's wound," the examiner reported.Violet's brows furrowed upon recognizing the bullet. It was of the sam
"Violet, you truly have a knack for surprises," Carl remarked, feigning affection while holding Isabelle. "You've gone to great lengths to save Whitney.""Carl, she is truly your daughter!" Violet exclaimed loudly. "Haven't you noticed the striking resemblance? You both share seafood allergies and react similarly to many things!"Carl's eyebrow arched, and he sneered, "Do you take me for a fool, Violet? Such lies from your lips!"Heartbroken, Violet asked, "Why won't you believe me?"Carl's fists clenched, the veins on his hands bulging as he sneered, "Why should I believe you? Do you really think that someone of my status could fall for a woman like you, who lacks the figure and the looks?"When I said I liked you earlier, it was merely for my own amusement since you seemed readily available. But I never expected you, being the gullible woman you are, to take it seriously."Carl's eyes gleamed with menace, looking icy.Violet couldn't understand Carl's thoughts, and trying to d
Carl didn't remain by Isabelle's side. Instead, he kept a watchful eye on the doctor examining her. He was mainly concerned about the child she bore. Without that child, he wouldn't be able to save Whitney, making it impossible to make up for the guilt he had carried for all these years.Carl assigned two of the most capable maids from the villa to take care of Isabelle in her room while he went to the study. The villa felt empty without Whitney and Violet around, like a dungeon that had entrapped him. There was a deep and lingering sense of bitterness in his heart. Opening his laptop, Carl gazed at the heartwarming family picture on the screen. It was a picture of himself, Whitney, and Violet huddled together. A mix of anxiety and relief flooded his emotions."Whitney, don't worry. Daddy won't let Mommy know," Carl said with a pause. "Daddy promises Daddy will take good care of you."In the picture, Whitney was smiling cheerfully. She looked nothing like a child suffering from le
At night, the sky was dark, and everything was just right for Violet, who was wearing the special glasses, to act. Based on the route in her memories, Violet ordered the assassins to distract the guards. She went into the underground prison instead.Everything was smoother than she had expected. Within half an hour, she had already searched through the entire place, and she even found the secret door. But she couldn't find any trace of Whitney."Who's there?" A cold air flashed by Violet's side.Violet narrowed her eyes, trying to follow the shadow. She was about to chase after that person when someone stopped her.Then, Carl's cold voice sounded, "Violet, you must remember what I've told you before!"Carl stared at Violet with bloodlust in his eyes, yet his heart was broken. He didn't want to harm her, but he knew they had to hurt each other one more time.Carl clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead popped out. His eyes were filled with bloodlust, as if he was going
Carl's heart ached when he saw Violet like this. He got up and walked toward her, then clenched his fist and sat back down. He took his phone and called someone."Isabelle, do you want to come over? Reed can help you." The sweet voices on the phone felt like a sharp knife cutting into Violet's numbed heart. They turned her last glimmer of hope into silence, changing it into resistance and anger."Oh? Ms. Cooper, why are you here?" a soft voice suddenly sounded.Isabelle was already by Violet's side, and she even passed Violet a piece of note.With a slight movement, Violet rolled up her sleeves, completely ignoring Isabelle's questions.Isabelle approached Carl, and he embraced her, his big hands gently caressing her slightly protruding belly. Carl looked at Violet mockingly."Isabelle, you should be resting in the bedroom. Why would you come here to see someone so disgusting?" Carl asked."Carl, how could you say that?" Isabelle knew Carl was putting on an act in front of Viole