Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 4

The following day.

Louis came downstairs. Smelling the aroma of food in the air, he suddenly felt hungry.

"Young master, you have stomach trouble. Please come and have breakfast."

Lucy respectfully gestured to Louis and told him to the dining room for breakfast.

"Thanks, Lucy."

Louis sat down and saw only his own set of tableware.

The woman was not there?

And he didn't want to see her either.

"Young master, does the breakfast taste good?"

"Well, Lucy, you're a good cook. The food is so tasty."

The breads were fluffy and delicious, and the porridge was sweet.

He hadn't had a breakfast he liked for a long time.

"Young Master, Mrs. Johnson made all the breakfast today.

Lucy spoke with a smile, "Once Mrs. Johnson heard that you have a weak stomach, she specially got up early and made these breakfasts for you before she went out."

Louis' good-looking eyebrows instantly wrinkled. He was eating a slice of bread. Should he swallow it? Or spit it out?

So this was another one of that woman's tricks to get her attention?

To win a man's heart, you needed to win a man's stomach first?

...

At the Tasty Interlude Bakery.

Violet watched the pastries that were all ready and took off her mask in relief.

The pastries that her clients ordered were finally ready in a hurry.

Looking at the time, she took off her apron and hurriedly ran to the styling studio on the second floor.

She was busy all by herself as a make-up artist and pastry chef.

But fortunately, she had a number of competent employees to help her.

She was going to the Century Entertainment Company, a subsidiary of the Johnson Group, to negotiate the make-up business. And Jasmine's assistant happened to order these pastries, so she wanted to deliver them herself.

Violet grabbed her belongings and set off in her car.

The Johnson Group was located in a busy shopping street.

Its shiny logo glistened under the sun.

Violet entered the group with a large bag and went up to the twenty-eighth floor after explaining her intention with the receptionist.

"Miss Hawkins, the pastries you ordered are here."

Laila Hawkins was Jasmine's assistant. Violet put her things down and greeted.

"Well, just put it there."

The assistant gave her a cold response.

"Then I'm going out."

Violet was ready to go to the marketing department.

"Helena, who let you in?"

Jasmine came in on her high heels. Seeing Violet was there, she shouted loudly.

"Your assistant Laila ordered pastries from Tasty Interlude Bakery. And the bakery is downstairs from my styling studio. I am here to do some business, so I stopped by to have them delivered."

Violet explained lightly, then crossed Jasmine's side to leave.

"Tasty Interlude Bakery? Isn't that where that ugly monster Violet works?"

Jasmine had her arms crossed with an arrogant look on her face, "You know that ugly monster Violet well? It's true that birds of a feather flock together."

Hearing these words, Violet's footsteps pause slightly.

She didn't turn around, but laughed lightly in mockery, "Yeah, I just like dealing with people who are beautiful at heart. It's much more pleasant getting along with them rather barbarians who are full of shit and have no quality."

"You, you dare to scold me!"

"So, you admit to being unqualified and uncultivated?"

"You! Helena, I'll hit you up!"

Jasmine, being annoyed, looked around and took a teapot to smash it towards Violet.