Chapter 55

“Can’t you see that I’m sunbathing?” Violet was lying down comfortably while fiddling with the bracelet on her wrist in a languid manner.

Michael was not about to bicker with her. She was someone Mr. Yancey had brought home.

Furthermore, it would not be good to delay his task for too long.

“Jared has asked for you. He probably saw you from the courtyard,” Michael briefed her. “You don’t need to know who he is, other than the fact that he is an important client for the Yancey Group. In return for saving your life previously, I ask that you please don’t cause any trouble downstairs. Act and speak appropriately.”

Violet glanced up at him and raised an eyebrow. “Are you speaking on Jack’s behalf?”

Michael did not respond. His face was perpetually emotionless.

“I ain’t going down!” Violet turned her gaze back to the skies, rocking the lazy chair cozily. “It’s clear that I’m not to be trusted, what with all the threats and the warnings, so why come get me at all?” Violet got all steamed up the moment she remembered the phone call at noon.

“When did you come to the balcony when you’ve already been instructed to stay upstairs?” Michael asked in a low voice while giving her a sharp look.

Violet was startled. She turned and frowned at him. “What do you mean? Isn’t this balcony ‘upstairs‘?

Am I not ‘upstairs‘ now?”

“You’re upstairs, so now I’m inviting you to go downstairs.” Michael was very calm. “Your personal grievances with the president can and should be completely separate from official matters. There is plenty of time for you to get even with him after this.”

An idea flashed into Violet’s mind. “I could go down, yes. Let’s make a deal.”

“Go on.”

“Where’s my mother?” Violet stared into his eyes. She was not frightened by his iciness at all.

Michael was unable to reveal Xayah’s location without Mr. Yancey’s say–so.

However, he was pressed for time at the moment. He had no choice but to pull a trick. “Apartment number three.”

“The exact location,” Violet emphasized.

“Rheinsville City’s most famous apartment, apartment number three, at the cul–de–sac of Luminescence Street. That real estate belongs to Mr. Yancey.”

Violet stood up, looking into his eyes unblinkingly. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

Violet nodded and turned away. “I hope you’re not lying.” She walked forward.

11:08 Michael followed her from behind.

Both of them went down the stairs together. Michael was one of Mr. Yancey’s people. It was impossible for him to feel threatened by anything.

Violet turned a corner on the stairs with a sweet smile on her face. Her sight fell on Jared.

Hearing their footsteps, Jared looked up to see Violet’s crystal clear eyes. It really was.

her!

Astonished, Jared stood up and was about to say something when Violet dashed toward him like a flying arrow. “Jared!” Her shout was as loud as thunder, shocking everyone in the living hall.

Jared opened up both arms and Violet ran into his embrace. The two of them hugged each other tightly.

Both Jack and Michael were stunned.

“Don’t mention my Lirunese name,” Violet whispered quickly in his ears. “Don’t expose me.”

Jared was an intelligent man. He understood her instantly. “It’s been so long!”

“Yes, it’s been a long time!”

Jack had seen Violet whispering to Jared but had been unable to catch what she had said.

After the brief embrace, the two of them shook hands.

Was Jared not a germophobe who never shook hands with anyone? Even his assistant maintained a certain distance from him, and yet here Violet was, hugging him! What was going on? Jack was truly astounded. However, he remained composed on the surface. Furthermore, he was worried about Violet being up to some kind of mischief. What had she whispered into Jared’s ears?

“You… know each other?” Jack asked calmly.

Violet turned to him and gave a simple answer. “We’ve met.”

Jack knew that was not the case. Their reunion seemed to be that of long–lost bosom buddies.