Chapter 248 Let Her Marry the Disabled Son of the Stephond Family
The next day, Violet woke up from a dreamless slumber. The clock on her bedside table read 8 a.m., indicating she had overslept. With a start, she sprung from her bed, quickly freshening up in the bathroom and changing into her work attire. As she prepared to depart for the day, she was met at her bedroom door by the housekeeper, a steaming cup of coffee in hand and a warm smile on her face. "Good morning, Ms. Devereux," she greeted."Good morning," Violet responded, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. She felt a pang of awkwardness, a desire to escape the interaction. Sensing her discomfort, the housekeeper quickly offered, "Ms. Devereux, Mr. Hall instructed me to make sure you had some coffee before you left."Violet's brows furrowed in confusion. "Where is he?" she inquired, realizing she hadn't seen Brady since she had awakened. "Mr. Hall left early," the housekeeper replied, her tone sincere. A wave of relief washed over Violet. "Thank you," she murmured. "It's my pleasure. I am here to take care of you," the housekeeper assured her, aware of Violet's significance in Brady's life. "May I leave now?" Violet asked, her tone laced with anxiety. She feared the housekeeper might attempt to delay her departure for work, a prospect she found exasperating. "Of course," the housekeeper responded, making no move to stop her. "But do have some coffee before you go."
After a moment's hesitation, Violet accepted the proffered cup, not wishing to waste any more time. "Thank you," she said, hastily sipping the warm coffee. Once she had drained the cup, she returned it to the housekeeper and hurriedly exited the house. As she stepped onto the sidewalk, a sense of ease enveloped her. She hailed a taxi and directed it towards her workplace. Upon her arrival at the company, Violet wasted no time in immersing herself in her work, focusing on the coat design for Grace. She intended to resign once the design was complete. As she was engrossed in her work, an unexpected call from her father, Gerry, disrupted her focus.
It had been nearly two years since the incident with Brady, and this was the first time Gerry had reached out. The call stirred a cocktail of surprise, resentment, and irritation within Violet. She had no desire to maintain any connection with her callous father. Initially, she ignored Gerry's calls, but his persistence wore her down. After the fifth call, she finally answered, her tone icy. "What do you want?" "Violet, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Gerry asked, his voice laced with feigned concern. Violet had no intention of discussing family matters with him; he had lost that privilege. "If you have something to say, say it. I'm busy." "I do," Gerry replied, sensing Violet's impatience. "Your grandmother wishes to speak with you. Come to the Devereux mansion for dinner tonight." "I have nothing to say to her," Violet retorted, adamant in her refusal. A visit to her grandma, Anna Devereux, who had always shown her disdain, would only invite trouble. "Violet, Anna has spent this time reflecting on the events that transpired between you and your mother," Gerry persisted. "She has come to some conclusions and wishes to discuss your mother's inheritance with you." The mention of her mother's inheritance gave Violet pause. After a moment, she said, "Okay, I'll come tonight." "Good," Gerry responded, ending the call. Across from him, Anna smirked maliciously. "When she returns, we'll have her marry the disabled son of the Stephond family." Gerry offered no resistance. Despite the Stephond heir's paralysis, the family's wealth was undeniable. In his eyes, it wasn't a poor match for Violet.
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