Chapter 346

Chapter 346:

Violet couldn’t help but sigh as she stood in front of Carson’s company. It had only been a few days since her last visit, and she had left feeling happy. Now, she didn’t expect to return feeling disappointed.

That bastard dared to play her, Miss Bryant. She couldn’t let that bastard succeed!

The receptionist already knew Violet. When she saw her coming, she asked her to wait in the reception room. Violet didn’t stand on ceremony. After entering the room, she grabbed a glass of water and drank it. Before long, Carson appeared in the reception room with a smile on his face.

“Hey, isn’t this Miss Bryant? Why do you have time to come to our insignificant reception room?”

She would put up with it...

“Mr. Vives, please do me a favor. Can you let me go?” Violet asked disdainfully.

“What if I say I can’t?” Carson giggled, looking as if he wasn’t going to relent.

“You... What do you want?”

“What do you think? What do you think I want?” Looking at Carson’s attitude, Violet felt an impulse to kick him.

“Since it’s an apology, you should show some sincerity.” This guy was talking nonsense...

“What do you want to do?” Violet had a vague bad feeling.

“I happen to need an on-call nanny who can be reached 24 hours a day. A driver, assistant...”

м๏гє υρ∂คтєร คт gคlภ๏שєlร.ς๏๓ Damn it. Was this guy serious? Did he think she was a child bride? Moreover, he wanted her to be available 24/7... Hell! Was he going to let her live or not?

She endured it!

“What do you think? I have forgiven you enough, haven’t I?” Carson felt that he had already done his best to crush her.

“Yes... You are so forgiving...”

Carson then snatched Violet’s phone. After pressing a few keys, Violet heard her phone ring from Carson’s pocket.

“Remember this number. Always be on call.”

Carson left slowly, and Violet was left alone in a mess. That guy had gone too far. Let’s see how she would deal with him once this matter was over.

When he flirted with the foreign beauty, she shouldn’t have meddled in other people’s business, and now she had shot herself in the foot. Why hadn’t anyone saved her?

However, it seemed this guy didn’t mention how long she would be an on-call nanny. Did he plan to keep her at his beck and call for the rest of her life?

After bullying Violet, Carson was in a very good mood. He returned to the president’s office and grabbed a bottle of orange juice, pouring it into a glass and drinking it happily.

Speaking of Mr. Vives’s office, the most notable feature was the rows of orange juice bottles and cartons in the glass cabinet.

That color could be said to be the most dazzling thing in Carson’s office.

The only thing he insisted on doing every day was standing in front of the cabinet and contemplating which brand of juice he would drink that day—whether it was domestic or imported, and from which region it was sourced.

In terms of Carson’s obsession with orange juice, it was a significant part of his life. He didn’t really like orange juice to the point of madness.

He remembered when he was a child, living with his grandmother while his parents were absent. His mother was a wealthy young lady, but his father was an ordinary man struggling to get by.

Despite this, his parents were in love, but his grandparents disapproved of their relationship and forbade them from marrying.

However, his mother still gave birth to him and let him spend a carefree childhood with his grandmother in a small town.

At that time, their lives were very poor, but he inherited his mother’s temperament and was born with the demeanor of a noble young master. He had been picky about food since childhood, and his grandmother could never provide him with anything good to eat. As a result, he was very thin.

Later, he saw a classmate drinking orange juice at school. He felt an impulse to have some. Unfortunately, that classmate didn’t like his arrogant attitude and refused to share.

In a fit of rage, Carson poured out all the juice the classmate had! Later, when his grandmother learned about it, she taught him a lesson.

From then on, he understood that he couldn’t ask others for what he wanted; he could either take it by force or earn it himself.

Orange juice was no different from other things in the world. Later, his temperament changed significantly.

What happened in his childhood always cast a shadow in his mind that he could not shake, and he drank orange juice constantly. Not only did he fulfill his childhood wishes, but he also reminded himself that no one was kind. Everyone had their goals, and he couldn’t rely on anyone but himself. There were too many things he didn’t know and too many things he didn’t like.

Later, his grandfather took him home, and his father’s business began to flourish. He had everything, but he became increasingly unhappy...

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