Summerwood City, ten o’clock at night.

As the night deepened, the moon became enchanting.

Violet Webb woke up from a hangover, with a terrible headache. She glanced at the furnishings in the room and realized she was in the double suite of the hotel where she usually stayed.

Today was her step–sister Veronica’s celebration banquet for winning the

city–level jewelry competition.

Violet didn’t expect that after just two drinks, she would pass out. She sat up and heard faint voices coming from the next room. She got out of bed and walked toward the door.

The door of the adjacent suite was not completely closed, leaving a crack. Violet was about to reach out and push the door when she saw what was happening inside, and she froze on the spot.

facing Violet; the blonde, wavy hair cascaded down her fair shoulders and she was

had been

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her tightly, his voice still slightly trembling as he said, “Amazing,

voice that Violet knew all too well, was her

words, her voice dripping with charm. “Russell, since I’m so good to you, can I have the design draft

rubbed Veronica’s cheek and said, “You little minx, always

do you want me, but you also want

melt Russell’s heart. “That’s because I love you. Just tell me, will you give it

not?”

to you, definitely!” Russell indulgently laughed. Then, he said with a mesmerized expression on

license one day, okay?” Veronica, still hugging Russell, rested her chin

you had before were actually stolen from Violet. If we suddenly get married, she won’t willingly give you

you’re worried about is not even a problem. My dad already knows we’re together, and he’s already discussing a marriage between Violet and the second son

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sneered. “How is that possible? If she doesn’t agree, my dad has plenty of ways to ruin her uncle’s company!

alright! I promise you!” Russell couldn’t resist Veronica’s sweet and coquettish request and

she said in a satisfied tone of voice, “Darling, you’re the best! Tomorrow is a good

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