Chapter 91 Splendor Palace.
Violet communicated with Loraine Plahn about the wedding dress style she wanted very seriously, as the two of them had something in common, allowing them to converse more comfortably compared to Fanny before. After talking for ten minutes, Loraine Plahn was quite satisfied with Violet's ideas. Furthermore, she gradually let her guard down around her. Normally, she wouldn't eat any cakes sent by others.
But strangely, she seemed to get along well with Violet, so Loraine Plahn instructed the maid to cut her a piece and try it. The maid immediately brought a delicate knife and fork to cut the cake for her. After cutting a small slice, Loraine Plahn didn't notice the crushed mango bits inside and elegantly tasted it with a small spoon.
However, after a few bites, she couldn't handle it anymore. Her body started itching, and her throat felt like it was blocked, making swallowing difficult. Loraine Plahn staggeringly leaned against the sofa, scaring the people around her, including Violet.
Violet hurried over to help her, but Loraine Plahn pushed her away and, with great difficulty, said, "Y-you...did your...cake have mango?" She was allergic to mango and could go into anaphylaxis. There was never mango in her house. Moreover, this cake didn't appear to have any mango. She only had a few bites. But there must be mango pulp in the cake; otherwise, why would she suddenly react like this? "Miss Plahn, I…”
"Go call Uncle Road to drive." The maid had served her for many years and knew about her condition, which could be an allergic reaction.
She immediately called the driver, Uncle Road.
After being pushed away, Violet bumped heavily into the nearby coffee table, causing her great pain. But she held back her tears and focused on Loraine Plahn's well-being. "Miss Plahn, I didn't know there were mangoes in there."
As Violet spoke, she remembered how Fanny had kindly given her the cake early in the morning.
Well... maybe she was just too young.
Why was she always so trusting when others wanted to harm her?
Of course, she couldn't regret it now. She needed to help Loraine Plahn first.
"Miss Plahn, I'm sorry. We will take you to the hospital," Max apologized without realizing that a piece of cake could cause such a serious situation. He immediately offered to drive her there.
"No need," the maid hurriedly intervened. "Miss Plahn is a celebrity, and it would cause a commotion if you send her there."
After finishing her sentence, Uncle Road, the driver, came in. He and the maid supported Loraine Plahn as they headed outside.
Glancing at them, Max frowned and said, "Let's also go to the hospital to check on them. This matter can be big or small."
"Okay." Violet knew the severity of the situation.
She was feeling a bit lost now.
On the way to the hospital with Loraine Plahn, to prevent Mr. Hall from firing Violet because of this incident, Max decided to put his personal interests first. He took the initiative to call Brady and inform him about the situation.
Moreover, he took responsibility willingly and shielded Violet from the blame.
However, his voluntary sacrifice didn't earn Brady's appreciation. Instead, he responded coldly and hung up the phone, placing it on the table, and pondered for a few minutes.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to go to the hospital and see Loraine Plahn.
In the meantime, he also wanted to see what trouble this woman, who seemed to have men favoring her, had gotten herself into this time.
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