shuhaige
Chapter 17
Chapter 17
Chapter 17 How could she maintain her dignity the next time she met him? This would be a very difficult impression to undo once it was established. Michael did not rush her. After a while, Violet let out a soft sigh. She did not want to die at the hands of Theo Yeager. It might be wise to hide out here for the time being. Thus, she steeled herself for the sake of survival and put one foot forward. She had underestimated the injuries to her legs and fell forward the instant both her feet were set on the ground. Michael managed to catch her by the arm thanks to his quick reflexes, before helping her to steady herself. Violet took a deep breath slowly. She stood up while enduring the pain and began to straighten her clothes, only to discover that her clothes were now torn up and dirty. She was dumbfounded. The wind had messed up her unkempt hair even further. She must look like a beggar now. She looked up quietly and saw the powerful and distinguished Jack through the window. She wanted to bury herself.
Michael watched her emotionlessly and closed the car door gently. “Let’s go.” Even the chauffeur could not help but worry for her sake. Would the president kick her out in a moment’s time? She had humiliated him during a wedding that had been broadcasted live to the entire world, after all. This was not an ordinary feud. Violet gritted her teeth and walked towards the living hall doors. Michael followed by her side. The doors would only open after scanning his face. “Verification has been completed. Welcome home.” The living hall doors swung open. Jack, who had stood up to go upstairs, heard the sound and turned
his head to see them walk in. His eyes swiftly swept past Michael and landed on Violet. He stared at her. He was already rather surprised that she had returned, what more in the condition she was in. Her clothes were unkempt, her hair was messed up, and her face was full of bruises. The longer he looked at her, the more interesting he found the situation. Jack turned his body around fully with his hands in his pockets and sized her up once more with great interest. How did this happen in a short span of twenty minutes? The living hall was very quiet. Violet loathed his expression. She straightened her back and gave him an irritated look. There was nothing she could do to prevent this embarrassing situation but she could do her best to make it less so. Jack could guess what had happened without asking. His countenance softened considerably. “Theo Yeager’s men want to kill her, Mr. Yancey,” Michael reported calmly. Jack was not surprised at all. It was only a matter of time before Theo tried to have his revenge on her. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Michael after he was done inspecting Violet. “This is your rescue, so bring her back to your place. What’s she doing here?” Startled, Violet’s dark eyes clouded up as she stood before him. She frowned. Michael gave a small cough. He rubbed his nose before giving both of them a glance and turning away to leave, Violet watched him disappear from the doorway. It was only after the doors closed that she snapped out of it. • The atmosphere in the mansion was chilly. Everything was quiet. Violet then saw a car drive away in the front yard…. Away? Jack had kept his eyes on her the entire time. A faint smile played on his lips and there was a delight on his face. This made Violet furious!
She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes in despair. He… He would not throw her out, would he? 1/2 11:52 Chapter 17 Jack began walking towards her, step by step. She heard his footsteps grow louder as he drew near, whereas he heard the grumble that came from her stomach. Violet was starving. The more she tried to endure it, the more troublesome her stomach became. This awkward sound was impossible to hide in such a quiet place. She opened her eyes to see a pair of shiny black leather shoes. He had stopped a few steps in front of her. From what she could see… He was less than 1.5 feet away from her.From NôvelDrama.Org.