Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott)

The man is not condescending and speaks in an orderly fashion.

Rex laughed, "Mr. Johnson can talk as well as act. Good, then I will give you a fair chance to compete with the Scott Group, as you wish." "Thank you Mr. Wood!"

Louis' purpose was achieved, and he raised his glass and clinked it with Rex.

While the two of them were eating and talking, Louis got up to go to the bathroom.

Another private room.

Violet listened to Brooklyn's explanation with some consternation.

"You mean Paul would count me out because of you?"

"Yes."

Brooklyn nodded, "The styling studio that has a partnership with Greenville Community College right now is a studio that my mom runs with her apprentice. Early this morning, I received a call from my mom saying that the contract was being discontinued, for what reason, and that I needed to come to the school to ask about it in person."

"But I actually got word early on that my good big brother wanted to count me in with you in order to take the inheritance. That way, Louis would target me, and my big brother would be able to secure the inheritance of the Scott Group."

A comment that made Violet think.

It sounded like a reasonable explanation, but she always felt something was wrong.

She and Louis are no longer related, so why would Marcus think she was violated by Brooklyn and Louis would stand up for her?

Isn't Grace the one who has the most to do with Louis now?

If he wanted to set Brooklyn up, shouldn't he have let something happen between Grace and Brooklyn?

Something flashed in her mind, too fast for her to catch.

"Miss Elliott, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

Brooklyn interrupted Violet's thoughts with a glass of wine.

Violet returned to her senses and smiled as she picked up the juice.

"Mr. Brooklyn, we're kind of a difficult brother, so is your mother a makeup artist too?"

"Yes, my mother opened a studio a long time ago, but her health has not been good, now basically handed over to her apprentice in the care."

Brooklyn took a sip of wine and laughed, "Since we're brothers in arms, Miss Elliott, just call me by my first name."

"Then don't bite Miss Elliott either, just call me Helena."

Violet smiled and thought of something, she tried to say "The person who sent me an anonymous text message to warn me about the water problem, was it you?" Brooklyn gave her a chopstick of food and did not deny it, "I sent it, you helped me, of course I can not let you suffer me again."

"So it's really you. Fortunately, you were prepared for it."

"I can't help it, born in a wealthy family, if I wasn't careful about everything, I'm afraid I would have been killed."

"So last night, you got set up by your brother again?"

"Yeah, no way, I'm still too weak."

The two of them chatted while eating and were still very much in sync.

After finishing their meal, the two got up and prepared to leave.

"Helena, you've got something in your hair."

Brooklyn saw something in Violet's hair and smiled as she went to help her get it.

At that moment, the waiter pushed in the door and prepared to clear the table.

Louis, who just happened to be passing by, glanced at it without thinking and stopped in his tracks.

From his point of view, Brooklyn appears to be stroking Violet's face.

He leaned over slightly, was he trying to kiss her?

And Violet, actually standing still!