Chapter 15
Patrick remained expressionless. “I don’t know that. I’m not a mind reader.”
Violet furrowed her brow. “Then what did you mean by what you just said?”
Patrick raised a slight eyebrow. “Just a reasonable guess. Do you think Russell wouldn’t fight fire with fire? Foolish.”
“You…” Violet did not have the guts to insult him outright. She said indignantly, “Even if he did record it, I also recorded the entire conversation, including the part where I admitted to setting this up. If he dares to edit and release that segment, I’ll release the full recording to clear my name. We’ll see whose side everyone takes!”
Saying this, Violet took out her phone and opened the recording app. She had learned to be cautious in recent times, always being careful about her actions.
Patrick did not expect Violet to still be recording after the press
conference had ended. He looked somewhat surprised and commented, “Seems like you’ve grown a bit smarter.”
Violet’s lips twitched with irritation. “Patrick, you probably don’t have any friends, do you? After all, you speak so harshly that no one would want to be friends with you.”
Patrick’s eyes gleamed briefly. “I do have few friends, but I value quality over quantity.”
After saying this, he gave Violet a meaningful glance.
Hearing these words, she was quite displeased but did not know how to respond. Violet felt a twinge of disdain from him and turned her head to look out of the car window. She had a temper too, after all. “So, are you leaving or not?”
Patrick’s gaze deepened. He had not expected her to suddenly get angry. He was oddly reminded of Gloria from the past, who would get just as
fierce when angered.
Suddenly, he reached out and gently pinched Violet’s soft cheek, his large hand resting on the back of her head, turning it towards him. “What’s this? Are you angry? Do you think I said something wrong?”
This gesture instantly brought them closer, and with her neck held by
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him, Violet stiffened. She resisted. “No!”
Patrick let out a derisive chuckle, sounding disdainful. “Whether you are or not, your ability to judge people is really lacking!”
Violet was defiant. “Is it? Well, that’s interesting. I chose you as my spouse, but now you’re saying I have poor judgment. Are you implying that you’re actually not a great person, and picking you as my husband was a big mistake?”
Patrick’s eyes darkened, and he warned, “Violet, are you provoking me?”
Violet, full of frustration, retorted, “If you think so, then so be it!”
Patrick’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and he let out a low hum. “Violet, sometimes, having too much personality isn’t necessarily a good thing.”
Violet retorted, “You should say that to yourself!”
“Get out of the car!” Patrick said sternly, not wanting to say another word to her.
He felt that he must have been out of his mind to think Violet was interesting and that he had come all the way to help her.
With a tense expression, Violet opened the passenger door and got out. Just as she stepped onto the pavement, Patrick hit the gas pedal, leaving her in a cloud of exhaust fumes. She stood there, fuming and stomping
her foot.
She had never encountered such an irritable and narrow-minded man before. She wished she could catch up with him and give him a piece of
her mind.
In the rearview mirror, Patrick saw Violet stomping her foot and felt oddly pleased. He could not help but smirk.
Violet took out her phone, intending to contact her best friend Megan. Just then, Megan’s call came in.
“Violet, the press conference is over. Where are you?” Megan’s cool voice came through the phone.
Violet pursed her lips. “I’m still at Oceanen Jewelry. What’s going on?”
Megan whispered, “Come over now. I’m at Western Café.”
When Violet arrived at Western Café, Megan was sitting at her usual spot with a laptop in front of her.
Violet leaned in, asking, “Hello. How’s everything online?”
Megan was a computer wizard, commonly known as a hacker, and
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everyone on the internet called her Maggie. She was quite famous. The screenshot of Veronica signing up for the Century Jewelry Competition and making it to the top of Twitter trending was all orchestrated by Megan. She also worked under Violet’s command, calculating the timing perfectly to release those posts before the press conference.
Megan had a frosty demeanor, often appearing expressionless and distant, as if she repelled people from miles away. Many might find her difficult to approach, but in Violet’s heart, she was the only friend she could trust wholeheartedly. She knew that, no matter who betrayed her, Megan would never be one of them.
In response to Violet’s question, Megan turned her laptop towards her and said calmly, “See it for yourself.”
Violet leaned closer and saw the latest statement on the Foreverie Jewelry official website.
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