My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

Violet's expression became somewhat perplexed. Wasn't it the case?

No one had ever succeeded in angering Patrick to this extent. He wished he could strangle Violet at this moment. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked furious and constrained as he said, “Violet, I’m not oblivious to everything. At the time, the other person had a knife. Are you not afraid. for your life? What if he had harmed you?”

“Violet, | was not there tonight, and | don’t have superpowers to instantly appear at the scene, like the last time, to protect you from harm. Are you out of your mind?” Patrick nearly roared out that last sentence.

Viola, who was curled up on the nearby sofa, suddenly scuttled into a corner in fright, seeking safety. Violet, however, was at a loss. At this moment, her mind was clearer than ever before, as if she had instantly grasped Patrick’s intent. He was worried about her, scared that she might get hurt. His anger stemmed from her recklessness, putting herself at risk while attempting to save someone else. She stared at Patrick with wide eyes, looking somewhat bewildered. “Pa... Patrick. I’m... sorry!”

Patrick gazed deeply at her, snorted disdainfully, and, still angry, turned to go upstairs. Watching his cold, indifferent back, Violet suddenly felt a void in her heart. Throughout the night, Violet’s mind seemed to replay Patrick’s expression at the time. The more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself.

The following morning, Violet woke up early, had breakfast, and planned to wait for Patrick so they could go to work together. She thought it over, and today, even if Patrick didn’t want to give her a ride, she would take the initiative to catch a ride with him. Then, she would explain the ins and. outs of the incident last night and sincerely apologize. She could clearly. sec Patrick’s genuine concern and did not want to be the type of person who didn’t appreciate it.

However, it was almost time to go to work, and Patrick had yet to come. down. Violet was about to head upstairs when the butler approached her, looking puzzled. “Miss Webb, aren't you going to work?”

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Violet raised an eyebrow, saying, “What about Mr. Hersey? Hasn't he woken up yet? We're running out of time for work!”

The butler wore a helpless expression as he replied, “Mr. Hersey left before you came downstairs!”

She was speechless, and then nodded and said, “I understand. I'll go to work now.” All the way to the office, Violet could not help but think that. Patrick had a major outburst this time, leaving so early just to avoid seeing her. Her mood was complicated as she arrived at the company.

In the morning, she was absentmindedly looking at some fashion elements suitable for incorporating into jewelry designs. Just at this moment, Sophia rushed to her excitedly. “Violet, we’ve got business!”

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Violet blinked and looked over. Rose and a s exy and enchanting walked in. The woman seemed somewhat familiar. Violet was taken aback and stood up. Rose walked over with a smile. “Ms. Webb, we meet again. came today because my friend and | would like to commission a piece of jewelry from you.”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Violet hesitated for a moment, surprised that Rose had remembered her from just one encounter during the last gathering Robert hosted. She suddenly recalled why the woman next to Rose seemed familiar. The woman’s name was Helen Yates, and like Rose, she was a small-time celebrity, though not particularly well-known. Violet remembered her name because of a recent popular drama series online where she played the role of a malicious third party. Several designers in the design. department often gossiped about her.

Violet nodded at Rose, replying, “Alright, Miss Jamson, please follow me to the meeting room, and we can discuss the specific requirements and ideas. If it goes well, we can sign a contract.” Rose nodded with a smile and followed Violet into the meeting room.

After talking with the two ladies for a while, Violet learned that both of them did not have much budget but wanted a custom- made piece of jewelry. Being celebrities, they often attended various events and did not want to be outdone in this regard. While their demands were meticulous, they were still manageable.

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Rose was more reasonable to deal with, and Violet quickly signed a custom jewelry design contract with her. Helen, on the other hand, made more demands. “I want a unique design that matches my personal style. The jewelry must be beautiful and include diamonds, which must be cut with multiple facets. They should give off a brilliant and dazzling shine. It has to catch people’s eyes at a glance, got it?”

Violet stared at Helen expressionlessly. “Your demands are quite high. How about | introduce you to another designer?”

“No!” Helen refused without hesitation. “I’ve heard that your designs are the best here. Don’t you want to take my business?” Violet shook her head. “I’m just concerned that | may not meet your requirements.”

Helen wanted to say more, but Rose pulled at her sleeve. “Helen, the larger the diamond, the easier it is to cut multiple facets. If the diamond is too small, the technical difficulty is high, and cutting too many facets is also impractical. Moreover, the large diamonds can be quite expensive.”

Rose stopped there, and Helen’s expression changed slightly. She finally stopped her complaints. “Alright, follow my budget and design a beautiful piece of jewelry for me, that’s fine.”

Violet agreed and signed a jewelry custom design contract with the demanding Helen. While Violet refrained from passing judgment on clients, she could not help but feel that Helen had an unpleasant

personality. After the contract was signed, Rose did not seem to have plans. to leave. Helen lowered her head and played with her phone, seemingly aware of Rose’s intentions.

Violet's eyes flickered. “Miss Jamson. Do you and Miss Yates have other

matters?”

Rose smiled gently, her expression soft as she looked at Violet. “Well, Ms. Webb, here’s the thing. Can | meet Mr. Hersey? You were also at the last gathering when we met, and you know, | consider myself friends with him.”

Violet instantly recalled the previous encounter and the subsequent

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rumors about Rose and Patrick. She even remembered that during their

stay in

1 Azure City, Rose had contacted Patrick. Violet was not sure what was happening to herself, but hearing the name “Mr. Hersey” from Rose’s lips soured her mood instantly. She tightly pursed her lips and replied with a polite yet distant tone, “I’m sorry, Miss Jamson, but all clients coming for jewelry design only need to be assisted by our designers. If there are any issues that can’t be resolved, our design department director, Mr. Brown, will step in to help.”

She paused for a second and continued. “As for your desire to meet Mr. Hersey, I’m sorry, but there’s nothing | can do. Mr. Hersey is quite busy, and you need to have an appointment to see him. It’s not within my purview. If you're friends with Mr. Hersey, please contact him directly.” Violet’s tone was polite but distant, and her attitude was chilly to the core. She had already guessed that Rose’s visit for jewelry customization was just a pretext, and her real intention was to meet Patrick.

Upon hearing Violet’s courteous yet official words, Rose forced a somewhat unnatural smile. “Alright, | understand. So, if there are any questions about the jewelry design, we'll contact you anytime.”

Violet nodded as she replied, “Of course!”

Then, she escorted the two of them into the elevator and breathed a sigh. of relief when the elevator doors closed.

Inside the elevator, Helen caressed her newly done nails and looked at Rose with a hint of annoyance, saying, “I’ve been telling you, you're just too timid. Violet Webb is just a small designer. If you push her a little, | can’t believe she won't lead you to Mr. Hersey!”