The Wife In Disguise

Violet returned to the styling studio.

It was late and the store was alreafy closed.

“Violet, you’re finally back.”

Evie was on the tiptoe of expectation. She took Violet’s hand with nervousness.

“Were you just with Louis? How was it? It didn’t reveal, did it?”

“It’s okay. Luckily you’re resourceful.”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Violet laughed and patted her hand soothingly.

“Scared the hell out of me.”

Evie let out a long breath and asked curiously, “Where were you two just now? Did something happen?”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. Let’s go back early.”

Not wanting her family to worry about her, she generally reported good news but no bad.

“Oh.”

Evie didn’t ask any more questions and responded in a good manner.

At that moment, there was a commotion downstairs, and a woman’s shrill voice rang out.

“Helena, get your ass out here!”

The voice was a little familiar.

Violet thought about it and smirked at the sight of the woman who appeared at the stairway.

“Miss Johnson, what’s up?”

Jasmine wore a large mask over her face and stared at her with fire in her eyes, like it was going to burn her.

As soon as she removed the mask, she angrily said, “Helena, did you put something in the drink? You made me allergic!”

The woman’s face was full of red bumps, looking creepy in the light.

Violet raised an eyebrow, “Yes, I did.”

She was the one who purposely put something in the afternoon tea she gave Jasmine and Laila to make their faces allergic.

After all, she was also very vindictive.

For the sake of the Johnson Family, she couldn’t accuse Jasmine on public, but she had to teach her a lesson in private.

“Helena, you’re looking for death, aren’t you?”

Jasmine, hearing Violet’s admission, was so enraged that she raised one of her hands directly.

Violet yanked her wrist, “Miss Johnson, I have cameras here. You’d better not do it, or we’ll all be embarrassed.”

“Fine, I won’t do it. I’m going to sue you!”

Jasmine shook off her hand with hatred and pointed at her face, “You made my face look like this. Just wait until you shut your studio!”

“Miss Johnson, you’ve heard the story of the wolf, right?”

Violet wasn’t annoyed either but looked at Jasmine with a smile, “Do you think the public will believe you when you say your face was made like this by me?”

After all, someone had just slandered her, but she had lightly turned the tide.

Will the public believe Jasmine when she accused her of messing up her face at this time?

“You …”

Jasmine was choked and apparently had figured this out.

she burned with anger.

“Helena, because you’ve slept with my brother once, you think you have a backer behind you? Just wait. I will make you feel sorry!”

This was a warning for her!

Violet fished out a recorder and shook it.

“Miss Johnson, I just recorded your warning! If anything happens to me in the future, you’ll be the first suspect.”

A wave of fury crashed through Jasmine.

Ahhhhh!

Helena the bitch!

She was totally pissed off!

Looking at Jasmine’s exasperated look, Violet felt profoundly relieved.

“Well, Miss Johnson, you’d better go to the hospital quickly. Be careful of your precious face. Don’t leave acne marks on your face.”

Their grudges flared up.

“Helena, you bitch!”

Jasmine stomped her feet in anger, rubbed her face and walked away quickly.

Evie, who hadn’t left yet, patted her chest heartily.

“Violet, she looks so spiteful. Not good at all.”

It was indeed!

She was just a spoiled young lady.

Violet shook her head, “Well, hurry up and go back to rest.”

“Okay.”

Evie nodded and left.

Violet started to organize the studio.

Not long after, there was a sound of the door being opened downstairs.

Immediately afterwards, a cheerful sound came on.

“Mommy.”