Chapter 354 She Must Take Revenge!

Violet's eyes shot out sharp, cold beams. Every word she spoke was like a dagger, making the staff feel as if she wished to flay them alive.

Although they looked down on Violet, she was now Rodolfo's most beloved wife, backed by the powerful Morgan Group.

They were just lowly service staff, gossiping about her behind her back. Given Violet's demeanor as a wealthy lady, they were probably in big trouble!

No matter how unreasonable Violet's demands were, they had to comply. Otherwise, getting fired would be the least of their worries.

Thinking that they might lose everything because of this, the staff members became more and more attentive, immediately kneeling down and crawling to Violet.

As they crawled, they pleaded with tears in their voices, "Mrs. Morgan, we deserve to die for our sins. We shouldn't have talked behind your back..."

"Mrs. Morgan, please forgive me, I know I was wrong!"

"Mrs. Morgan, please have mercy on us!"

As they spoke, they reached out to hug Violet's legs.

Violet's expression turned cold, and she disdainfully stepped aside, watching them fall to the ground with cold eyes.

She crossed her arms, her expression haughty, and sneered. "Our Rodolfo is indeed much older than me, and when we got together, he hadn't divorced his ex-wife yet. But so what?"

Violet let out a cold laugh. "You can only be jealous. No matter how old Rodolfo is, he would never look at trash like you."

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Morgan is right!"

Violet continued, "If Rodolfo could be interested in people like you, even if he were older than your grandfathers, you would still eagerly spread your legs for him."

Violet's words were deeply insulting, making the staff members' faces fall, but they didn't dare to retort.

Violet looked them up and down with disgust. "It's a pity, with your kind of trash, you're only fit to be lowly service staff. Get out!"

Although it was an insult, the staff members were relieved to hear Violet let them go.

"Thank you, Mrs. Morgan!"

"Thank you, Mrs. Morgan, we are eternally grateful!"

They scrambled away, fearing that Violet might catch them again and say even more humiliating things or do something even more terrifying.

Violet had originally intended to have them re-polish her emerald jewelry, but after hearing all that nonsense, she lost interest.

She thought she had long been indifferent, but when she returned to her room and carefully put on the jewelry, she found her hands trembling uncontrollably.

Violet had never doubted herself. From childhood to adulthood, even if she wasn't the most beautiful, she was always the best. She studied hard, seized every opportunity, and became the first female pilot at Luken Airlines for Albert. Her past excellence was undeniable.

But now, she had become a shameless person in others' mouths, a mistress everyone despised.

No one remembered her glory as Violet, only that she was a despicable woman who used pregnancy to climb up.

Her bright and brave past was long gone.

But what did she do wrong?

She just picked up a necklace and didn't want to return it, but Albert's attitude changed drastically because of it. Who could resist such temptation?

When they broke up, she just wanted to prove that he truly loved her, not just for a necklace.

Who knew he wouldn't even try to comfort her?

Albert could use the excuse of mistaken identity to deny their years of relationship, but she couldn't.

When she was rescued and the Swift Family was still begging for help, it was Albert who delivered the final blow. Facing the family's bankruptcy, her parents pressured her to save the Swift Family. Pampered all her life, she couldn't stand by and watch the Swift Group, built with such effort, be destroyed.

She could only choose this lowly way, using her body to exchange for rebirth.

And all of this was because of Albert and Yvette.

Violet looked at herself in the metal mirror, at the priceless jewelry she wore, and finally, a mocking smile appeared on her tightly pressed lips.

Even if Yvette got Albert, so what?

She and Yvette were no longer in the same league.

Rodolfo's assets could completely rival the Valdemar Family.

Albert was just one of the sons, while Rodolfo, with absolute power, was the head of the group. Albert didn't even come close.

Thinking of this, Violet's cold body warmed up a bit.

Looking at her still young and beautiful face despite being pregnant, and thinking of Rodolfo's love for her, Violet's eyes turned cold.

The humiliation and harm Yvette and Albert brought her, she would never forget!

She would definitely get her revenge!

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the thick curtains. Yvette slowly woke up, her body aching, and let out a soft hiss. She turned to find herself alone in the large bed.

Albert wasn't in the room? Where did he go?

Thinking of last night's events, Yvette still felt a bit uneasy.

If she hadn't been quick-witted and interrupted his thoughts, how could someone as smart as Albert not guess her intentions?

Yvette got up to wash, and while applying skincare products in front of the vanity mirror, she saw Albert's figure flash by in the mirror's reflection.

Thinking of the last moment last night, Albert's eyes still held some distrust, Yvette pondered for a moment and dialed the number that had caused trouble yesterday.

"Hello, is this the immigration agency?" Yvette's voice was very light, just like her usual phone calls.

But even such a light voice, in the quiet room, fell on Albert's ears like a thunderclap.

He had a business meeting soon, and Vincent was urging him, but he didn't expect to hear Yvette contacting the immigration agency again.

Albert's chiseled face muscles tightened slightly, and he quietly took a step back, hiding his body behind the wall so Yvette wouldn't see him.

From a hidden spot, Albert watched Yvette sitting at the vanity. Her expression was unclear as she looked down at her reflection. Albert clenched his fists, his face darkening.

She had clearly explained last night that she wasn't planning to immigrate, so why was she contacting the immigration agency again?

Could it be that everything she said yesterday was a lie?

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