Love Addiction: Doting On My Love

Chapter 63

Violet gave it some thought. Then she shook her head and said, “It’s fine, let it be.”

Money was important, yet it proved pointless for Violet, who was being imprisoned in the Imperial

Palace. It was a far better choice for her to take care of a sick woman.

George couldn’t believe Violet’s decision. He was perplexed as to how someone so despised could

become so

likable.

If this woman wasn’t Agatha, he would have openly praised her.

In his study, Lucius was stunned. “Did she really let her mother leave?”.

George, striving to conceal his growing admiration for Violet, simply nodded and said, “Yes.”

“What game is she playing this time?” wondered Lucius.

George remembered his experiences with Violet. He suspected Violet wasn’t playing games, but he

kept this thought to himself.

Lucius waved dismissively.

A sensible man like him would not waste his time with a woman. His past misjudgment about Agatha

and his

failure to recognize Violet’s true identity stemmed from this belief.

In recent years, Lucius has devoted himself to rebuilding the Imperial Palace Group.

It was only after becoming a global powerhouse that he revisited old grudges, sending

George to abduct his wife. He always placed more importance on work and wealth, with revenge being

just a

seasoning.

Knowing this, he never gave up on himself when he was deeply hurt. On the contrary, he took over and

grew the struggling company.

Nobody expected him to be so successful. When others wanted to reinvest in his company, Lucius shut

down all doors. The Imperial Palace Group now belonged entirely to his family.

The organization had set up malls in the most affluent regions of the planet. Wealthy people started

viewing

their spending at Imperial Shopping Mall as a mark of prestige.

Lucius enhanced this appeal by establishing upscale recreation and entertainment centers within

shopping centers. By bringing together food, recreation, and entertainment under one roof, it helped

the business

generate significant revenue.

The Imperial Palace’s approach to making money and fame generated tremendous wealth, keeping

Lucius

extremely busy.

Lucius was so engulfed in work that when his grandfather, Howard Davis, called to set up a blind date

for him,

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“Master Davis has called eight times,” George gently reminded.

Howard was well-known in the business community. It was under his direction that the business model

that

served both legal and underground enterprises took shape. Hearing his

names would cause a stir in both worlds.

It seemed unlikely that anyone but Lucius could prompt Howard to make so many calls.

Lucius responded indifferently, “Eight calls just for a blind date?”

He made it sound like Howard had nothing better to do than to bother him with such inanities.

George refrained from responding, particularly with Howard still on the line, whose furious shout could

be

heard even at a distance.

Lucius acted deaf and added, “Tell that old man that if he’s so eager on matchmaking, he should go

himself. I

don’t have the time!”

“Bastard!” Hearing this, Howard cursed loudly, as though he was going to crawl out of the phone.

Caught in the rock and hard place, George could only glance pleadingly at Lucius. Lucius took the

phone from George, hung up, switched it off, and handed it back to him.

George could only sigh silently as he held the disconnected phone.

Despite the passage of four years, Lucius still carried animosity toward his grandfather. The incident

from years ago had harmed not only the company’s business but also the family’s relationship, notably

between the grandfather and grandson.

George quietly exited the room, shaking his head.

Meanwhile, time continued to pass.

Violet wearily removed weeds, feeling her life at the Imperial Palace might extend as indefinitely as the

grass

she tended.

Lucius had vowed that he would confine her for the rest of her life.

With a sigh, she sat down on the ground. She lacked grand ambitions, but the idea of spending her life

doing such monotonous labor was both disheartening and terrifying.

She closed her eyes, she pictured a lifetime of weeding, from her youth until her hair was gray. The

thought sent a chill through her. It was too horrifying to imagine.

“Aggie!”

Naomi’s call abruptly interrupted Violet’s fearful thoughts. Turning, Violet saw Naomi approaching, a

small box in hand.

“You…” Violet hesitated, struggling to find words.

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Naomi, touching her face, said, “I know you asked Master Lucius to release me. My daughter has

become so

sensible.”

“Oh, that!”

Realizing Naomi might be leaving, Violet felt an increased sense of loneliness. However, she masked it

with a

forced cheerfulness. “You’re leaving? That’s wonderful. Life at the dog farm was hard on you.”

“Well, it wasn’t that bad.” Naomi replied.

Naomi had been mostly kind and gentle towards Violet, aside from some initial discontent. This woman

was a

great mother.

Violet, in turn, played her part and forfeited a considerable amount of potential wealth to ensure

Naomi’s release. Feeling a small sense of achievement, she held Naomi’s hand and wished, “Have a

safe journey.”

“Hmm,” Naomi replied, her voice tinged with hesitation, reluctance to leave her daughter behind. Each Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

had their own thoughts, creating an awkward atmosphere.