Chapter 9

After completing these tasks, Violet saw Patrick come out of the shower,

He was wearing a towel around his waist, his upper b*dy bare, showcasing his strong physique and well–defined eight–pack abs. He had the kind of b*dy that looked good in clothes and even better without them.

Violet noticed the water droplets on his abs sliding down his stomach and disappearing into the towel. Blushing, she quickly averted her gaze, unable to look at him any longer.

Patrick approached and stood beside her. “Is everything done?” he asked.

Violet kept her head down, feeling extremely nervous. “Yes, it’s done,” she replied softly.

Patrick continued, “Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?”

Violet nodded quickly. “Yes, I’m so satisfied with it. It’s very useful.” Patrick acknowledged her response with a grunt. “Then let’s go to sleep.” Violet’s face turned red as she looked up, feeling flustered and unsure, not believing what she had just heard. “What?”

Patrick could see through her thoughts with just one glance. He gently caressed her cheek and said in a gentle voice, “Don’t worry. I won’t touch you until you’ve had your revenge. We’ll just sleep in bed, nothing more.”

head again, her face burning. She didn’t dare to

bent down, his b*dy exuding a strong hormone–filled aura, enveloping Violet tightly. “What’s with that look of yours? Are

shot up, her face red. She stuttered,

around, and walked toward the bed. “Take a shower and go to sleep,”

in his arms. In the past,

the blanket. A moment later, however, Patrick held her

the financial news. She walked

glanced at her and smirked. “Better than you

blushed and

to the company, but she refused, saying, “I won’t go to the company today.”

raised an eyebrow but didn’t inquire further. Instead, he left

message from her

screenshot displayed a scene from last night at 7:30 p.m., in which Veronica was

a.m., before most companies‘ working hours, a piece

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