Chris slammed the door behind him and breathed heavily. That woman always had a way to get on his nerves, he clenched his fist and wished that Violet would continue to stay with him. He would use that opportunity to occupy her heart.
Lucas couldn't sleep throughout the night, he made sure that his mom and the kids slept well while he went through Chris's profile all by himself.
The way the guy behaved made him realize that he may lose Violet to him if he is not careful. It's easier for an old flame to light up than for a new one to continue burning rather the flames may cool off.
No matter what it takes, he must regain her trust and love. He can't lose her to that scumbag else he would lose his sanity, at the same time he can't possibly attack him at this critical moment.
Violet woke up to the sweet aroma scenting in the air, Chris wore a very beautiful smile on his face as he placed a tray filled with toasted bread and fruits.
Violet was not used to this form of treatment not even from Lucas. She smiled awkwardly and decided not to waste his effort.
"I hope you will like it. I can still remember your meal preferences", he rubbed his hands in glee.
"Oh.... yeah. How can I forget?" She nodded as she reminisced on the past. The aura around him seemed to be dark and frightening. she subconsciously shifted backwards.
"I will need to freshen up before I eat so can you..", she pointed at the door and both chuckled awkwardly.
Violet had been called to come and start her practice for the music audition. She was glad that Chris could help her get some female wears in such a short period.
She was taken to the company in one of his expensive cars which drew the attention Of other participants.
" Thanks for your help this ride was not necessary at all. I could have taken a taxi or something less conspicuous"
"It's my pleasure to make sure that you are comfortable", he unbuckled her seat melt and shooed her out of the car. Lucas's car was parked in one of the private parking spaces so he saw practically everything happening.
Violet went directly past the security official who showed her utmost respect. Miss Clemson came downstairs to get her and both took the elevator to their office on the 40th floor.
" You are welcome once again. We are already behind schedule we will try to wrap up things as can't as possible. I need your utmost cooperation, Miss Oliver".
"Sure, I will give you guys my cooperation".
" Thanks for creating that understanding", the elevator dinged and both headed towards the assigned office.
Every inch of the decoration screamed money and she observed with admiration. This Clayton Group of Industries surely knows how to treat her staff well.
"Well, like I said before you came here highly recommended and if all goes well with the audition the company is willing to sign you on as a first-tier artist under them with so many benefits. if you don't so well, it's your end that will lose because I will still get to manage other artists".
" I gave you my word"
"So let's get started...", Violet was shown around the necessary places including her rest room and a coffee room cum restaurant for the contestants.
For the next one hour, she practised dancing with the other contestants and she seemed perfectly good at it. Humans will always be human, some of the contestants were not happy about it and sought to use tricks on her.
After a rigorous two-hour training session, the instructor stooped the music in the background and let them rest for a while.
Just as she took. a bottle of water to her mouth, she heard the most annoying voice in the whole world.
" I'm sorry Instructor, I got caught up in the traffic. I apologise", she looked weak and very pale. Violet choked on her water and thought, what is this bitch doing here? My life has had enough spice already, I don't need more, especially from a brainless girl like this.
Her weak and pale appearance made the instructor give a simple nod and the boys gaped at her flower beauty. Sandra smiled with smugness in her eyes, yes she had come prepared to take Violet down.
She immediately gained favour and pity from the people around her.
Game over!!! Violet squeezed the bottle of water she had just drunk from.
"Hey cousin", Sandra waved shyly in Violet's direction and the latter gritted her teeth. Very good, she now wants people to know that they are related. unfortunately, she wouldn't agree to that.
" Did we meet somewhere?", she feigned inability to recognise her.
This bitch wants to play hard to squash.
"Sorry everyone, this is my cousin. She lived with me and my parents"
The other contestants had already started whispering and the judgemental tone could be heard.
👤"So many people are ingrates. No matter what you do, they will always be ingrates".
👤"Exactly, we have to be careful about who we associate with"
"Please don't judge her, she can be weird at times. Although she loved living in the attic, she is still my cousin", she looked offended by what they said.
👤" Why are you still taking sides with this evil-minded person".
👤"How did she can get a slot as a contestant here?"
The question made everyone raise their eyebrows in realisation.
Sandra gave Violet a discreet sly smile as she had successfully ruined her image there.
Humph! Do you want to play smart? You wish!
Violet shook her head as she was mentally prepared to throw all her energy into taking first place in the audition. She plugged her earlier as she played some songs she would use in the audition. The audition required the contestants to be free to use any song as far as they could solo sing and dance to the rhythm of the song.
Violet had not shown her talent hence the instructor and the other contestants thought that she was someone who was struggling to get selected hence they didn't pay any attention to her.
Sandra formed her gang of minions that same day so they had the duty of reporting all her movements and everything about her.
There is no spectacular action from her, that's the report she kept receiving such that she was so frustrated.
The biggest chunk of news came when she heard that Violet has been assigned a special room with an en suite kitchen just to rest after rehearsal. She was hopping mad.
How dare that bitch get all the good things? She asked the cleaner to spy on Violet and the room and then bring her pictures of the interior decor.
Violet has just showered as she got ready to go back home, the doorbell sounded and she opened it.
"Hello, Miss Oliver. It's time to clean your suite so I'm here for that", she looked uncomfortable and her eyes darted to the sides. Violet noticed her behaviour and closed up the gap between the door and herself.
" I don't need your services today. I can appoint anyone to do that".
"No miss Oliver", she subconsciously raised their voice.
She had recovered a generous amount of tip just to spy on her but how would she go back and report her incompetence? She is sure to lose her job.
The cleaner panicked as she realised that she had exposed her intentions, she left the cleaning items and went to her knees.
" I'm sorry Miss Oliver, I had to do this because my mother is on her death bed. She needs money for her operation and I had no choice by then. if you report me, I will surely lose my job".
"Alright, I have an idea", Violet was sorry about what she was passing through hence she sought out ways to help her.
"Really?"
Violet took the photographs of the suite and sent them directly to Sandra.
"Stop resorting to cheap means, it doesn't suit a rich lady like you. Oh! I almost forgot, your family is just out of bankruptcy. Save a dime instead of spending a dime before you live on the streets", she attached the message to the pictures.
Sandra slapped the minion next to her as she vented her anger.
Violet took the elevator downstairs after she received a call from Chris who had been waiting for her.
Chris got off the car to open the door for her, both shared a wide smile as they greeted each other.
A certain cold-faced man sat in the back seat of a black Porsche car not far away as he observed the harmonious interaction between them. He had eye circles and bags yet he refused to rest. His aura was frightening as he vented his anger at work thereby starving himself of sleep and food.
"Follow the vehicle" he ordered the driver who trembled. The entire Clayton Group of Industries has been under dark atmospheric pressure recently so the workers and even the executives tread carefully.
At least if she no longer had feelings for him, she should come back home and take care of the kids they made together.
Chris took Violet to a high-end restaurant and had already ordered the kitchen to prepare her favourites. She ate to her fill and her belly became round.
"You want me to become a pig? I need to shed some weight because of the upcoming audition. I can't go on stage and start jumping around like a bloated toad".
Chris laughed so hard till his face became red.
Lucas observed them from where he sat.
It's like he has given her more free time than she should have.
He called the assistant. "Add more work to her schedule and also make sure she is given accommodation nearer to the audition place. Don't forget to bring forward the audition date. Lastly, play with his stock price a little bit", he hung up and a cold smile graced his lips
Do you wish to possess my woman? Dream on!
The next day Chris had no time to take care of Violet as he did the previous days and the latter too had become choked up with work.
That's how Lucas found himself in the suite provided for Violet by Dax media.
After stumbling into the house, she switched on the light and behold the most handsome man sitting on the couch with only a bathrobe showing his sculpted and firm chest.
The man was calmly drinking wine and looked at her as if she didn't exist.
The first intuition was to get angry and throw him outside but on second thought about running her hands on his firm chest, she gulped down nothing.
Lucas slowly filled another empty glass with sparkling red wine and took slow steps toward her. while maintaining eye contact with her.
Violet stood rooted to that spot as she drooled at the sight of him, Lucas ran his slender fingers across her face and hair.
Her breath hitched and she grabbed his hand.