My Wife Is An All-Around Expert by Elton Joe novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106
Violet’s gaze was piercing, as if she wanted to see right through Joanna.
The incident of her design draft being switched, apart from herself and Skyler, no one else in the design department knew about it, and they had not yet identified the true mastermind behind it. Joanna appeared overly confident that Violet would not win the award. This matter seemed to be
connected to her.
Feeling exposed under Violet’s gaze, Joanna suddenly felt uneasy, her face slightly changing. “I… I don’t know if you can win the award. I just feel that you don’t have the ability to keep winning it, alright?”
Violet stared at Joanna expressionlessly, saying nothing.
Joanna grew irritated and shook off Violet’s grip on her arm. “Why are you staring at me like that? Whether you win the award or not has nothing to
do with me!”
Violet remained composed. “Joanna, you seem guilty.”
Joanna went outraged as she heard the words, her voice frustrated. “Violet, stop looking for trouble when there’s none. Stop nonsense. I just said a few words casually. Don’t accuse me without evidence!”
Violet remained calm in her tone. “I have not accused you of anything, Joanna. Unless you have done something wrong to hide. Otherwise, I have not said anything. Why are you so angry?”
One of them was calm, and the other collected. In comparison, Joanna clearly came off worse.
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At that moment, Joanna suddenly Skyler coming out of the office, and her expression immediately changed. She swiftly controlled her emotions and said, “Violet, it seems like you’re suffering from paranoid delusions!” With that, Joanna hurriedly returned to her seat.
Violet’s eyes flickered as she sensed Joanna’s unease. She had originally
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planned to bluff Joanna a bit, but unexpectedly, Joanna immediately. backed down when Skyler came out.
Tomorrow, the results of The Dawn Jewelry Design Competition would be revealed. Joanna’s behavior was far from normal.
After thinking it over, Violet decided to inform Patrick and ask him to change the direction of his investigation. However, as soon as she picked. up her phone, Patrick’s call came through. Violet’s hand holding the phone trembled slightly.
At that moment, a few words inexplicably appeared in her head. Their minds were in sync! This was too much of a coincidence.
The phone continued to ring, and Sophia had just printed a piece of jewelry information and returned to the office. She saw Violet standing there looking dazed. She could not help but speak, “Violet, why aren’t answering the phone?”
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Violet snapped back to reality and quickly picked up her phone, walking towards the exit. Just as she answered the call, Patrick spoke directly, “Come to The Gents!” Violet had yet to say a word, but Patrick hung up.
The suspicion about Joanna was stuck in Violet’s throat. At that moment, she felt a whirlwind of emotions inside her mind, and she genuinely did. not want to lash out at anyone. But she was left dumbfounded by Patrick’s behavior just now. Wasn’t he afraid that the person who answered the call might not be her?
She complained silently in her heart for a moment, but in the end, she decided to ask for leave from Skyler and head to The Gents. As for Joanna’s matter, she would address it in person when she met Patrick.
The Gents was a members-only club that not just anyone could enter. The owner of the club was rumored to be very mysterious. At the very least, not one in Summerwood City dared to cause trouble at it. Regardless of your power or status, as long as you dared to make trouble, you would invariably end up on its blacklist without exception, and nob*dy could do
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anything to it.
Violet did not have a membership card, but when she arrived at the entrance of The Gents, someone was already waiting for her. The man led her directly to a first-class private suite in the Tenacity hall.
The Gents had four halls, Tenacity, Serenity, Integrity, and Nobility, each with first to ninth-class private suites. Each class corresponded to a different membership status, but regardless of the class, the confidentiality was top-notch, making it a popular choice among the upper-class people in Summerwood City. Being able to enter The Gents was a symbol of
status.
As Violet entered the first-class suite in the Tenacity hall, she immediately recognized the people sitting inside. Patrick was sitting alone on one side, while Yvonne and Gabriel sat on the other. Nelson stood expressionless
beside Patrick.
Violet’s eyes flickered slightly, and she could not help but feel curious. How could Patrick and Gabriel, two arch-enemies, appear together here? Moreover, why had Patrick called her over? Did he want her to watch them fight?
Patrick raised his head and glanced at her, his voice lazy. “Don’t just stand there. Come in!”
Violet remained silent, walking in slowly, and then she took a seat alone at the far end. Patrick took a glance at her but did not say anything.
Gabriel looked up at Patrick, his tone devoid of its usual casualness. Het spoke in a somewhat cold manner, “Patrick, she’s here. If you have something to say, go ahead.”
Patrick’s lips slightly parted, saying, “Nelson!”
Nelson immediately nodded, taking a stack of documents from his briefcase and placing them in front of Gabriel. Patrick remained silent as Gabriel furrowed his brows and began to review the documents. Sitting
beside Gabriel, Yvonne’s face turned somewhat pale, her fingers gripping her thigh so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
As Gabriel flipped through the pages, his hands moved faster, and his expression grew increasingly grim. Finally, he abruptly stood up and tossed the documents onto Yvonne’s face, his expression reaching its utmost severity. “Yvonne, are you out of your f ucking mind? Tell me, what the hell is going on here?”
Despite being seated on the couch, Yvonne appeared on the verge of collapsing. She kept her head down, her eyes red, and did not utter a word.
Seeing this situation, Violet had already guessed to some extent what was going on in her heart.
Patrick’s voice remained devoid of any emotion. “Gabriel, I want one of her hands. You don’t mind, do you?”