Because Violeta was visiting the company today, the paparazzi outside had formed clusters, and the number of security guards at the entrance had increased significantly.
Today was also the scheduled time for the company assistants' regular meeting. As they approached the main gate together, two white Alphard vans arrived at the entrance, drawing the attention of the paparazzi.
Evelina and Tracy stepped out of the cars one after the other.
It was strange that the two of them ended up returning to the company at the same time.
In the lobby, Violeta stood with her hands tucked in her coat pockets, gazing at the revolving glass door from afar. Despite the two-year gap, Tracy still looked the same.
On the other hand, Evelina had undergone the most noticeable change.
The once fragile and charming innocent girl had transformed into a venomous woman.
Tracy and Evelina entered through the main door side by side, behaving like strangers and not even acknowledging each other.
Behind them followed a large, orderly team of assistants, moving in groups of three or five.
On the other hand, by Violeta's side, there had always been just Aster alone.
The glass door kept them apart from the paparazzi outside. As Tracy and Evelina entered the lobby, they both spotted Violeta simultaneously.
Violeta, clad in a light brown coat with her hands in her pockets, carried an authoritative presence.
In terms of numbers, she seemed to be outnumbered.
Yet, in terms of presence, her solitary figure seemed to overshadow the two groups. Unintentionally, the three of them created a scene of perfect equilibrium, reminiscent of a tripod formation.
However, regarding their positioning, Violeta held the advantage.
With brief, silent glances, Tracy and Evelina each moved toward their separate elevators.
Meanwhile, Violeta strolled past them with calm composure, put on her sunglasses, and elegantly greeted the paparazzi outside.
Once Aster had seen Violeta off in the car, she went back into the company.
Violeta then departed from the company and headed directly to Niall's residence.
Upon arriving at the villa, Violeta entered a serene and refined courtyard, exactly how Elaine preferred it.
Since Elaine had given birth, Irene had been visiting nearly every day to see her grandson. Elaine had recently completed her postpartum recovery and had yet to return to work, possibly resuming after the New Year.
The maid guided Violeta to the living room. Before they even reached it, they could already hear Irene's voice engaging with the child.
"Look, my little sweetheart is awake. I am here," Irene said.
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