Love after Divorce

Chapter 30

His reply was straight to the point.

So, he liked the noodles she made for him the night before?

Didn't he say that it was barely palatable?

It turned out that he was such an arrogant man.

Violet snorted lightly in her heart and turned to go into the kitchen.

Louis stopped his work and watched the woman's slim back. His thin lips lightly pursed.

And his stomach was a little empty.

He wouldn't tell her that he had only eaten little in dinner and was waiting for her to come back and give

him something to eat.

"Okay, Mr. Johnson, it's ready to eat."

It didn't take long for Violet to bring the cooked noodles to the table.

The air was filled with the aroma of food. Louis sat down and ate gracefully.

Violet sat across from him. Her almond eyes were sparkling.

"Mr. Johnson, I heard from Helena that the top management of your company is making changes. And

her business has been put on hold? I know Helena has put a lot of effort into taking this order. There is

no doubt about her ability. Mr. Johnson, for the sake of our acquaintance, would you still give her the

order?"

Now that she was back to the villa, she tried to mention it to Louis.

Louis's noodle-eating motion gave a pause, and his dark eyes lifted slightly, glancing at her.

"I remember you saying that Helena is a friend of you and Josie, right?"

Why did he suddenly change the topic?

Violet froze and nodded, "Yes."

"I saw Helena and Josie, and Josie's daughter, in a restaurant today."

Louis put his chopsticks down and took a tissue to wipe his mouth elegantly, "Isn't Josie divorced?

Where does her daughter come from?"

This question was ...

What was he trying to ask?

Violet's nerves were slightly tense, "Mr. Johnson, I'm sorry. This is Josie's privacy and I'm not at liberty

to disclose it."

"Is it inconvenient, or can't you reveal it?"

Louis's dark eyes were deep, "Why do I think her daughter looks like Helena. Could Helena have given

birth to her with a man?"

Why was he so sensitive?

"Mr. Johnson, please be careful with your words. The joke is not funny."

Violet got up and lowered her eyes to hide the weakness underneath them.

"Since you don't want to get involved in Helena's business, just forget what I said. You take your time

eating. I'll go upstairs first."

If she stayed any longer, she was afraid that her secret will be revealed by him.

"Violet, Helena is so good at her craft. Do you think she'll have the whim to play ugly on purpose and

play two roles in one?"

His magnetic voice caused Violet to stagger and almost fall over.

She hurriedly held onto the wall, pushed her black-rimmed glasses and gave a fake smile, "Mr.

Johnson, you really love making jokes."

It was over.

She had a hunch that Louis must have known her real identity!

What to do?

"For the contract, just have Helena go to the company tomorrow and see the person in charge."

What he said lifted Violet's spirits.

"Thank you, Mr. Johnson."

Anyway!

As long as he did not expose her secret, she would pretend not to know anything, and continue to play

ugly!

Until the divorce!

Violet hurried upstairs and Louis smiled lightly.

For the sake of her good cooking skills, he just waited and watched.

To see what other secrets she was hiding!

...

The following day.

The Johnson Group.

Violet met the new director, Olly Tran.

He was Harry's brother.

She finally signed the contract.

"Miss Helena, there is an artist named Sasha Black. She will be in the group soon. Can you work

now?" inquired Olly.

"Yes." responded Violet.

"Okay, please follow me."

Lounge.

Laila poured a glass of water for Sasha.

"Sasha, Miss Jasmine has tried her best, but there is no way, because Mr. Burke strongly

recommended you. And now he has taken away, so you really can not keep the third character, but to

be replaced as the fourth character."

Hearing these words, Sasha tugged her fingers tighter and her eyes reddened a bit.

"It was so sudden. Mr. Burke, how did he have an accident?"

"Hey, it's because of Helena from RW Styling Studio!"Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.