Violet was helping out in the kitchen of Tasty Interlude Bakery when she got the call from Harry.

Yes.

She had two identities.

Under the pseudonym "Helena", she worked as a make-up artist.

And as the ugly wife of the Johnson Family, she was also a pastry chef.

Tasty Interlude Bakery was located just downstairs of her styling studio. No one knew her secret except for a few people who were close to her.

"Miss Elliott, Mr. Johnson is back home. Please wait for him at the villa tonight."

"Okay, Harry."

It seemed that Louis was going to talk to her about divorce tonight!

Violet hung up the phone, and her pretty eyes flashed with light.

When the divorce talk was over, she can regain her freedom!

Then she can live with her little cutie above board!

Thinking of this, she noticed there was a video call request on her phone. Glancing at it, Violet was all smiles.

Clicked on it. A small and pink face showed on the screen.

"Mommy."

"Erin."

"What is Mommy doing? Are you making a delicious cake again?"

"Yes, do you want to eat?"

"Mmm! Mommy, Erin is drooling!"

"..."

This was her daughter.

Four years ago, she was working in a hotel. One day. she drank too much, went to the wrong room and slept with a stranger.

Panicked and ashamed. She fled the room without having a good look at the man's face.

Three months later, she was careless enough that just realized she was pregnant.

The doctor said that her uterine wall was naturally weak and if she had an abortion, it might be difficult for her to get pregnant again.

And she, too, did not want to abort the fetus in her belly.

At that time, she was just in her freshman year of college. However, she had to pretend to be sick and take a long break from school to give birth to her daughter secretly with the help of her bosom friend.

twins, but one of them died

"Mommy, Mommy!"

the sound of

to herself and laughed, "Okay, listen to Josie and don't

little girl was out on a trip

married Louis, her daughter had to be raised by her bosom

must get a divorce as soon as

can bring up her daughter

...

night came

In Lyonhall Villa.

the living room waiting for him. Unbuttoned his collar, he sat

was still in that

two braids and a black rimmed

dull and swarthy, with a few

she was still wearing unseasonable long-sleeved

was looking at Louis as he looked

him

aura around him was powerful, permeated with majesty of the superior. No one dared to be impetuous in

first time when she

been in a car accident. Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked at her with disgust by

"The doctor said I'll probably be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, and my sexual function is ruined. Are you sure you want to

that time, she was not qualified to say no for

"Yes, I'll marry you."

50 million dollars I give you now, and after

the reason he agreed to marry her was the old Mrs. Johnson was seriously

a marriage partner, a dispensable replacement that

it was impossible to marry a man with disability, even if that man was a

mistake, it

"Sign it."

interrupted

black rimmed glasses. And the corners of her mouth

"Okay."

estate certificates worth ten

the divorce

kept his promise and was generous

pen and

handed over by a maid and

he paused slightly as he

slender and fair. And the complexion of her face was not at all of

that she was a

tone of her hands was fair just because she needed to knead

thinking about

ID and it was from

Johnson's voice

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