Classic Novel
Chapter 25
Chapter 25
“More.”
Lucius acted more like a spoiled brat at that moment than the Impressive owner of Imperial
Enterprises.
Violet thought. “I should have poisoned the noodles before coming in. I would give up anything to kill
this b* stard.”
Suddenly, she felt an arm around her waist, and, before she could register what was going on, she fell
into Lucius’s arms. His warm palm pressed against her skin, and she felt like she was burning.
Shocked, Violet nearly dropped the fork, but her self-preservation instincts made her press it against
his chest instead. “What are you doing?”
Lucius looked down and scoffed at the fork against his chest. “Even if you had a gun, you might not
necessarily be able to kill me. Just give up.”
Give up? Did he manage to figure out what she was thinking again?
While Violet mulled over this question, she forgot that she was currently sitting on his lap.
Suddenly, her vision swayed. Lucius pushed her into a more comfortable position on his knees.
“Continue feeding me,” he ordered. His eyes remained glued to the screen, as if everything just now
had not happened. His fingers flew over the keyboard. Before Violet could figure out what he was
doing, the screen had already changed several times. It made her dizzy just looking at it.
Lucious was scowling, which was a clear sign that he was in a bad mood. His expression was also
incredibly stern, which made him look even more tyrannical than before.
Violet gave him another forkful of noodles. Once he finished the entire bowl, she realized just how
much she
had acted like a servant just now.
Once Lucius was done eating, he finally stopped scowling and pushed her away before continuing to
type. While he was working, he did not look wickedly charming. Instead, he looked serious and decent,
like a professional elite. Violet sighed, but in order to not get herself in trouble, she quickly picked up
the bowl with
the fork and left.
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His busy schedule made Violet almost jump in joy. Him immersing himself in his work meant that she
was
free. She rolled around in the bedroom, which made the chain clank loudly.
Oh, how she hoped that he would be busy forever and never come out!
On the third day, George came to visit Violet in the morning. “Madam, Master Lucius has finished
working and
wants to eat.”
“What does Lucius wanting to eat have to do with me?”
Violet was quite shocked. How did Lucius last without eating for two full days? Shouldn’t he have
starved to
What a pity!
“The hungrier he is, the pickier he becomes. If you cook good food for him right now, it’ll be beneficial
for you,” George gave her a hint.
Violet was finally moved. Since she was not going to be able to leave, she should look for a way to live
a little better instead of being treated as his enemy.
She followed George into the kitchen.
After giving a few instructions to the kitchen staff, Violet asked them to leave. She looked at the
ingredients in the fridge and shook her head because she had no idea what to even say about this.
Lucius ate great food made from top-class ingredients every single day. It was no wonder why he
became so picky.
Violet grabbed some flour and started kneading it on the chopping board.
The top-class chefs in the kitchen could not leave the mansion because of the typhoon. They looked at
her doubtfully, but did not bother her.
The bikini lady came in at some point and said, “Lucius only eats the food I make. All of you, leave!”
Her eyes shone with arrogance, and she thought nothing of Violet’s presence in the kitchen. She just
walked
over and shoved her away. After giving the ball of dough on the chopping board a disdainful look, she
took
over Violet’s spot.
Violet did not fight her. She just stood to the side while the bikini lady started showing off her skills and
got busy in the kitchen. After an hour, she went to the study room with bowls of beautiful-looking food.