Chapter 364 In What Way is She, Violet, Inferior to Yvette?
Violet, hiding nearby, watched Albert leave with Yvette in his arms. She clenched her hands, her eyes brimming with jealousy. She had never seen such worry in Albert's eyes before.
The two left the banquet hall, but the commotion just now still hadn't subsided.
Everyone gathered together, discussing Yvette's reaction, and came to Violet with lingering fear.
"Mrs. Morgan, what exactly did Mrs. Valdemar just say?"
"Yes, Mr. Valdemar was so anxious. You were close to her just now, what exactly was she saying?"
Kennedy, trembling all over and with pale lips, grabbed Violet's hand and urgently asked, "Mrs. Morgan, please tell me what happened? I need to apologize to them."
Everyone's concern for Yvette made Violet even more jealous.
A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, but she wore a gentle smile and said apologetically, "I'm sorry everyone, I was trying to listen carefully to understand what she was saying, but her voice was too low and unclear. Maybe she was sick and had an episode?"
Violet's words made everyone look at her in surprise, unconsciously speculating about what illness Yvette might have.
"Don't overthink it, everyone. It might just be that she was scared." Violet stroked her swollen belly and said with some difficulty, "I was also scared just now, my belly feels a bit uncomfortable, so I'll leave first."
Violet nodded. "Have fun, everyone."
The wealthy ladies then remembered that Violet was pregnant and quickly showed their concern.
"Mrs. Morgan, you should be careful in your condition, go rest quickly!"
"You're pregnant, don't take on too much!"
Violet smiled. "It's okay, seeing Mrs. Valdemar like that was quite pitiful, I should lend a hand."
Violet, supporting her waist and belly, left the banquet hall with elegance. She put on a large coat, mask, sunglasses, and a baseball cap to completely cover her face.
From a distance, it was impossible to tell who this woman was.
Violet left the banquet hall and returned to the Swift Mansion.
She carefully disguised herself, trying her best to avoid the people Rodolfo had arranged to monitor her, and went to a very private club.
She pushed the door open, and the private detective was already waiting inside.
Violet walked into the private room, immediately took off her mask, and sat opposite the man.
Violet asked anxiously, "Did you find out? What's the situation?"
The private detective said, "I went to the prison, and those kidnappers have roughly explained the details."
Violet said, "Speak!"
The private detective reported, "I heard that at the time, the kidnapper responsible for bringing the person had just arrived and didn't know you and Yvette, so they could only distinguish by the coat. Their leader said Mrs. Valdemar was wearing a red coat, so they brought you. So, you were wearing Yvette's coat at the time?"
A complex emotion flashed across Violet's face.
At that time, she had been dragged out several times, beaten on the ground several times, and was covered in injuries, even her clothes were torn.
She was in so much pain that she forgot her embarrassment, and it wasn't until Yvette put the coat on her that she realized how disheveled she was.
Looking back now, did Violet ever feel grateful for her actions at that moment?
Violet lowered her eyes, and that inexplicable emotion quickly disappeared.
Violet answered, "Yes."
"Then it's very simple." The private detective concluded, "Albert initially wanted to save Yvette. But because the coat was on you, he mistook you for her."
This cruel fact was something Violet had already anticipated, but it still made her heart ache.
She frowned, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes, and asked, "Didn't he go to save Yvette later? Why has Yvette disappeared so completely all these years? And now suddenly reappeared?"
"When those kidnappers took Albert to find Yvette, she had already secretly escaped."
Violet was a bit surprised, "So Yvette escaped on her own?"
"Yes."
Violet was shocked. As a professionally trained female pilot, she couldn't stay calm and think of a way to escape when kidnapped.
But Yvette managed to do it?
Violet recalled Yvette's strange reaction today and felt puzzled, "Today I heard her constantly begging Albert to save her, so she didn't know Albert wanted to save her?"
"According to speculation, yes." The private detective's lips curled into a meaningful smile, "During my investigation, I found some interesting things."
"What? Tell me."
Private detective: "Does everyone think that Albert found the hidden Yvette and is now reintroducing her to everyone through the banquet?"
"Of course." Violet asked in confusion, "Isn't that the case?"
"Yes and no." The private detective took out a few photos from his bag and placed them in front of Violet.
Violet picked them up in confusion and saw Yvette and "Albert" standing side by side.
Judging by the background, it was a banquet.
Private detective: "This is not Albert, this is David. And Yvette is actually David's wife, Jessica, whom he brought back to Luken."
Violet looked at him in shock, her lips moving but unable to say a word.
"According to my investigation, after that incident, Yvette lost her memory, was rescued by David, and taken to Stellaria. She then married David and gave birth to those twins." The private detective shrugged, "You know the rest."
Violet's mind raced, and after a while, she finally pieced together the logic of the whole situation.
She swallowed and boldly guessed, "After returning, she resumed her identity as Yvette and went back to Albert's side?"
"Exactly." The private detective nodded.
Violet was utterly shocked. She thought Albert must be crazy!
How could such a proud man be willing to accept a woman who had been married before?
Violet recalled Albert's harsh attitude towards her and his lion-like protection of Yvette, feeling increasingly resentful.
Why?
Why would Albert rather remain celibate for four years while she was missing, but not spare her a glance?
Why would Albert, knowing she was so tainted and had given birth to David's children, still be so determined to have her?
Violet's eyes turned red, and jealousy instantly consumed her.
What did she, Violet, lack compared to Yvette?
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