Annabel excitedly ran up to Maverick. "Mavey! I have two tickets to the Snowplay concert. Let's go together!""I'm not going," Maverick refused."Come with me!" Annabel whined."I said no!" Maverick impatiently pulled away from Annabel's grip. "You're grown up now! Don't you know about personal boundaries?"Annabel's gaze darkened. "If growing up means losing you, I'd rather die as a child.""Easier said than done!" Maverick's mood was already sour, and now he was getting angry. "If you want to die that badly, then go to a busy road and get hit by a car! You won't feel a single thing if a truck ran over you!"Annabel lowered her head in silence.Having lived with Maverick for many years, she could easily tell between his genuine anger and his feigned irritation. Right now, she had truly provoked him.Watching Annabel's distressed expression, Maverick clenched his fists tightly and recalled her mother's dying wish. Pain flashed across his eyes."After we return to Zeloth, go me
Just then, Carl had finished washing the fruits. He walked into the bedroom and saw that all three people inside had absent looks. He furrowed his brows."What's going on?" Carl asked.Violet was the first to react. "Annabel looks so pitiful crying like that.""This is a process she must go through." Carl placed the fruits on the table. "She fell for her brother after all.""But they're not blood-related!" Violet argued. "Besides, both of their parents have passed away.""Come and have some fruits," Carl said softly. "Don't interfere in their affairs."Violet couldn't help but smile. Carl and Whitney had the same tone when they spoke."Daddy!" Whitney skipped over to Carl. "Is everything sorted out? Shouldn't we go back now?"Carl picked Whitney up. "Not yet.""But Maverick said everything's settled." Whitney was puzzled. She still needed to find evidence!"Since you're here, we should go back and meet the others. Also, we need to update your birth certificate," Carl said, lo
Carl kissed Violet like a madman. He captured her lips and bit them.He needed her to calm him down. Or else, he would truly go crazy.Even through their thin clothes, Violet could feel Carl's rising body heat. She pushed him away nervously, feeling especially uncomfortable with his wandering hands."Stop," she gasped."I want you," Carl stated firmly. "You're mine, and mine only!"Violet furrowed her brows. Carl suddenly picked her up and carried her to the bed."Let go of me!" Violet panicked.Carl shook his head and kept his eyes on her. His gaze was growing more infatuated and intense."I'll be careful. I promise," he murmured."No," Violet nervously said, "I … I'm still in pain!""You little liar." Carl laughed. "You've recovered for a long time now, haven't you""You ..." Violet shivered.Carl lightly tapped Violet's forehead. He felt lucky that she was here with him!"Vi." Carl swallowed hard. "Vi."Violet widened her eyes at Carl, observing his every move. Just hi
Carl kissed Violet with a satisfied expression after she settled down. He said softly, "Get up. I'll bring the food in.""Okay." Violet decided that she would deal with hunger first. She figured she would find a way to delay the marriage somehow. She suddenly chuckled as she thought about something. She rested her head on one of Carl's hands while holding his other hand. She gazed at him affectionately. Carl frowned. He knew she was up to no good. There was no way she was trying to seduce him. As expected, Violet asked, "The pancakes that morning. Are you sure you didn't make them?" "It wasn't me."Violet smirked and cooed, "If I find out it was you. We'll delay going to the city hall."Carl gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know the consequences of making me angry?"Violet covered herself with her blanket and continued, "We're the only ones here. Just tell me, were you the one that made the omelet?" Carl was put on the spot. If he admitted that he made it, he would be
"Don't ask about matters that are none of your business," Carl said in annoyance. "You're supposed to be an assassin, yet you lack the bloodlust of one." "That's because I can't be a bloodthirsty killer around my daughter." Violet didn't care about Carl's criticism as she cuddled with Whitney. Since Whitney came into the picture, Violet had participated in significantly fewer missions. She only went on missions if the targets were especially tricky. Therefore, she rose in notoriety since she only killed challenging targets. She also gained more enemies as a result. Now that more people were starting to realize that she was an assassin, things didn't look good for her. Carl gave her a cold stare and ignored her. "Uncle Carl, you have to let Great Aunt Elsa out. Or else, with that temper of hers …" Lucy couldn't help but say.Carl interrupted her coldly, "What can she possibly do?""You're holding your mother captive!" Violet chipped in."Daddy, have you thought about the co
Maverick chuckled awkwardly and said, "Ah, the thing about the White family."Lucy's eyes were fixed on Maverick. She was angry that he didn't even spare her a glance since he walked through the door. "Spill it! I'm also curious about how you handled it," Elsa said in a commanding tone. "And spare no detail. If you try to hide anything from us …" Carl didn't bother to finish his sentence. Maverick was in despair. The three Walkers were harsh masters. If he offended Lucy, she'd hound him forever. If he offended Elsa, his social life would be utterly destroyed. And if he offended Carl, he would be better off dead. The three of them had overwhelming presences. Maverick knew that Violet was the only one who could get him out of the tricky situation. He knew Violet had the most authority here because she could bend Carl to her will. Maverick regained his cool when he thought of that. After all, his actions toward the White family were retribution for Violet."I didn't kill a
If Carl couldn't marry Violet yet. That meant that Whitney still couldn't be recognized as his legitimate heir. Carl had no choice but to put his plans on halt. He brought them back to Zeloth to deal with the issue at hand. Lucy was pestering Carl as she said, "Uncle Carl, why aren't you bringing me back with you? I want to go with you!"She had just heard that Carl intended to leave her here with Elsa. Lucy couldn't possibly accept that. She had planned to pursue Maverick in Avrington. She had just talked it out with him. They agreed not to tell Carl about their situation. The condition for that was that he must not hide from her anymore. Maverick had been a playboy all his life. He didn't think a woman would ever get the better of him."Why would you need to go? Stay here and accompany your great aunt," Carl said coldly. "I don't need her here," Elsa said. Elsa wanted Lucy to follow along so that she could ruin the relationship between Carl and Violet. "Do you hate me
Carl frowned hard. Not only did he have to worry about Lucy, but he also had to worry about Violet. The person who stole Violet's papers had a clear goal. That was to stop her from getting married.Who would it be? Carl had a suspect in his mind—Nathaniel Skye. "You're ignoring me again!" Violet said as she pinched Carl. "I asked you, why did you say Maverick wasn't the right man for Lucy?""You don't have to worry about that. Just remember that they must not be together." Carl didn't want to answer her question. Violet shrugged and muttered, "You're like a domineering old man. You're even interfering in other people's love life now.""What else can I do? Do you think it's a wise choice to let Lucy get between Maverick and Annabel?" Carl asked coldly. "I can't tell if it's a wise choice or not. But if it was me, I would respect Lucy's decision. She chose to walk this path. She will have to endure the hurt or happiness that comes with the choice. And you! You can't be respons