Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 52

Chapter 52 Violet pulled a long face and was not happy in the slightest bit. It was not fun to be threatened like that! “Did you hear me? Pass the phone to Zoey,” Jack raised his voice. Time was money. Violet came back to her senses distractedly. “Zoey, he wants to talk to you,” she handed the phone over. “Is it Mr. Yancey?” Zoey put her pruning scissors down and asked in a small voice. Violet looked at her and nodded. Zoey took the phone and carefully put it to her ear. “Mr. Yancey.” “We may be coming to the mansion in a while to sign a billion-dollar deal. The other party wishes to visit my smart home. All you have to do is serve him the way you do for any other guest.” There was a hint of austerity in Jack’s low voice. “However, I need you to pay attention to Violet. Get her to stay upstairs like a good girl. Do not let her come down. It won’t be easy to explain why I have a woman at home if this gets out.” “Noted.” Why did he assign her such an arduous task? Zoey had no choice. She slowly moved the phone away from her ears as the beeping disconnect tone sounded from the phone, before handing it back to the girl in front of her. “Miss Yeager, you may read some books or sunbathe in the balcony upstairs. I’ll prepare anything food or beverage you want. Just please, don’t come downstairs.” Zoey looked at her with a troubled expression. “Mr. Yancey has instructed me to do this, please don’t make it difficult for me.” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Am I such a nuisance to you people?” Violet felt disgruntled. “I’m going to the old manor after lunch! I’m going to grandpa’s! I’m not coming back!” She picked up the scissors and started to cut off the heads of the sunflowers like a child “Don’t be angry, Miss Yeager!” Zoey could not stop her in time. “Mr. Yancey is just giving you a reminder,” she said awkwardly. “His attitude annoys me!” Having said that, Violet smiled. “How long have you been in his service here,

Zoey?” “Ten years.” Violet gave her a thumbs up. “You have a lot of patience!” “Mr. Yancey is actually a good man,” Zoey said. “Was he still a kid when he moved out?” Violet asked curiously. “He isn’t on good terms with his stepmother, is he?” Zoey looked up at her in amazement. 1/3 11:07 Chapter 52 Violet chortled. “He’s the one who told me that Samantha isn’t his birth mother.” “Seems like the president doesn’t treat you like an outsider,” Zoey said softly. “Not many know about this.” “Their relationship is pretty bad, isn’t it?” Violet asked again. Zoey had never been one to gossip. She gave her an upward glance but did not answer. Violet seemed thoughtful. Dropping the issue, she said, “Continue with the flowers, I’ll prepare lunch.” She got up and headed to the kitchen. “Do you know how to?” Zoey turned toward her. “Yes!” With that confident and cheery response, Violet disappeared through the doors. She was a girl who flared up fast but calmed down just as quickly. Half an hour later. A simple and delicious meal was ready. There were diced onion, chicken, mushrooms, and carrots in the rice- this was a standard pot meal. Nevertheless, Zoey had never tasted this before. Violet filled a bowl with the rice for Zoey; the tantalizing fragrance and appearance were appetite- inducing. “Here’s a spoon. The scrambled eggs are pretty good too, very soft.” Violet handed a spoon over to

Zoey before busying herself by serving the various dishes. After that, she passed Zoey a fork. “Please sit, I’ll be right there after I take this apron off!” This was the first time Zoey could enjoy such treatment. She had been serving other people her entire life and had never been served herself. She stood at the dining table feeling lost and somewhat touched, gazing at Violet. “What are you staring at? Sit down quickly and taste the food!” Violet laughed as she sat down opposite Zoey. Zoey sat down. “Miss Yeager, how… how is it that you can do everything?” “This is only the tip of the iceberg,” Violet replied. She was in a good mood. “As you know, I grew up without a father. All my mother and I have are each other so I had to learn how to be independent. Give this a try, quick. How’s the taste?” “Are you still going to the old manor after lunch?” Zoey asked timidly. 2/3