Chapter 388


    The sleek ck Rolls-Royce pulled away from the bustling city and rolled into the deserted outskirts.


    Violette was chilling in the back seat with her eyes closed. After a while, the car pulled to a stop. She


    slowly opened her eyes to look outside. All she saw was a dense and unfamiliar forest, eerie and cold.


    She had a bunch of question marks in her head. Where the heck was this? Why on earth had he


    brought her here?


    "Where are we?" She asked him.


    "Just one of my holiday vis." He said as he stepped out of the car.


    Holiday vi? There was no way he brought her here for a vacation.


    She got out of the car and followed him towards the vi.


    The vi was a typical gothic-style building. The grey-blue building nestled in the forest, exuding a


    creepy and mysterious vibe.


    She felt like she was walking into a prison, not a holiday vi. Looking back, she saw his bodyguards


    following behind. She was totally trapped now.


    Entering the vi, the open view inside made her frown.


    The interior design was oppressive.


    "Violette, when did you start contacting my mother?" He asked.


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    The vi''s door quietly closed behind them.


    She shot a nce at the closed door and asked, "So, if I don''t answer your question, I can''t leave,


    right?"


    "Exactly. If you want to get out of here, you have to answer my question truthfully!" His voice echoed in


    the empty vi.


    "I''ve told you! I have nothing to say. No matter where you take me, my answer remains the same!"


    Violette''s voice rose, "Elijah, stop wasting your time on me!"


    "Did you discuss me with my mother?" He ventured, "I can''t think of anything else you two could have


    talked about."


    "That''s not important!" She looked desperate, "Why do you have to know the answer to a question


    that''s not important? My mom died at home, not in mypany! What''s the point of dragging me


    here?"


    "Well said." He stared at her, "If it''s not important, why can''t you tell me? Is it because I''m less


    important than this question, or because you think you can ignore my feelings over and over again?!"


    Violette remained silent.


    "The person who died is my mother! Not some stray cat or dog on the street!" His voice choked, "Why


    can''t I know what my mother said in herst call? Why can''t I know?!"


    Elijah heard the sound of his heart shattering.


    Of course, Elijah knew what the bodyguard''s method was. Read at


    There were two ways to make enemies talk. The first one, bribery. The second one, torture.


    Obviously, the first method wouldn''t work on Violette. So they were left with the second one.


    He had never been able to bring himself to hurt her.