The Wife In Disguise

The woman’s attitude was distant, and Louis’ dark eyes narrowed slightly as he called out to her.

“Wait.”

Violet stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him, “Is there something else?”

Louis stared at her calm face, “You just went to see Grace? What did she say to you?”

The bodyguard reported back to him, so he knew she’d met up with Grace.

“Mr. Johnson, it’s just a casual family chat between women, please remove all the bodyguards, I’m not used to being watched.”

Violet said in a light voice.

Louis’ brow furrowed slightly, “Violet, you know full well I don’t mean to spy on you, I’m just worried about you …”

“Mr. Johnson, I don’t have anything to do with you, so I won’t bother you.”

Violet interrupted Louis with a bland look.

A nameless fire rises in Louis’ heart.

“Violet, can’t you talk properly? I care about you for something, don’t you know that?”

Violet tightened her grip on the bag strap and looked at Louis, “Mr. Johnson, I just don’t understand, did I not make myself clear enough? I don’t want to have anything to do with you! I didn’t expect President Louis to be a pervert in private.”

She called him a pervert!

He is the head of The Johnson Family, but he was called a pervert by a woman!

Louis’ face suddenly sank, and the aura around him was terribly cold.

He is so worried about her, and he is doing everything for her.

But it turns out that in her eyes, it’s just the existence of a sex demon!

Very good!

He remembered!

For the first time in his life, he tasted what it was like to have his pride cheaply trampled on the bottom of his feet.

Louis’ jaw was pursed and his thin lips pursed in a sharp curve.

Halfway through the day, he turned around and pulled open the driver’s door to call his bodyguard.

“Go and bring the young master down and send him back to Balridge Manor.”

The car door closed with a ping, the car a drift, sped away.

Violet watched dumbfounded as the car pulled into traffic and turned into a small black dot with a pain in her chest.

Sorry!

Louis, you’re good!

But it doesn’t belong to me after all!

Nose a little sour, Violet raised her eyes to the sky to keep her tears from falling.

The phone rang. Violet sniffled, calmed down, and slowly pulled out her phone from her bag.

The call was from Bianca.

Violet let out a deep breath and picked up the phone.

“Bianca.”

“Helena, there’s a charity auction next Saturday at the Palace Hotel, so you must come then.”

Bianca invited her to a charity auction?

Violet moved her lips, with the intention of refusing.

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However, on second thought, she has already made it clear to him, so I think he should choose to ignore it when he sees himself.

What’s more, Bianca had opened her mouth, and she couldn’t refute her face in any way.

“Okay, Bianca, I’ll be there.”

Hanging up the phone, Violet sighed and went back to the studio.

“Mommy, you’re home.”

Erin sat on the couch, holding her doll, a bit disinterested.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Violet sat down next to her and lifted her onto her lap.

“Luka went back to mess with it and wanted him to stay and play with me so badly.”

Erin spoke in a milky voice.

Violet cut her soft hair and thought of The Johnsons, and her chest tightened a bit.

“Okay, what were you and Luka playing with just now?”

“Luka taught me to cut flowers and flowers. This is the flower flower we gave you.”

The little one picks up the little red flower on the coffee table and hands it to Violet.

Violet took the little red flower and sighed as she thought of the little one’s delicate little face.

The little guy is so cute and she shouldn’t get involved in his mom and dad’s life!

the Shaw residence.

Jessie rushes home when she receives a call from Mrs. Shaw.

Looking at Ciara, who was sitting on the sofa and crying, she put down her bag and walked over.

“Okay, Ciara, don’t cry.”

Ciara raised her teary eyes and shouted, “Sister, it’s all your fault. It was your bad idea that caused me to be abandoned by Austin.”

Hearing this, Jessie choked, “Why are you blaming me? I just want to help you out?”

“What’s out of breath? What the hell is going on here?”

Mr. Shaw came in from outside and put his briefcase down, “The Evison Group suddenly said today that they were cancelling their partnership with us, and along with it, the marriage that had been discussed was also cancelled. What do you think is going on here?”