With that, Lucinda abruptly ended the call.


    Listening to the click of the phone being hung up by Lucinda, Violeta’s frustration bubbled over as she turned to N, venting her anger.


    “Can you imagine? I’m her sister-inw, and yet she treats me like this.


    Not a shred of respect, and she’s still so impatient.


    ”


    Violeta sighed heavily, feeling a sense of unease, hoping N would shed more light on the n for tomorrow night.


    However, instead of addressing the n, N held her hand reassuringly.


    “You’re enduring a lot, Mrs.


    Simmons.


    Lucinda’s hatred towards you because of Mr.


    Simmons is unfair.


    But soon, everything will be resolved.


    ”


    Noticing N’s avoidance of the topic, Violeta took the initiative to inquire, “Is everything set for tomorrow night’s n? Will anyone die?”


    N offered Violeta reassurance with a gentle pat on her hand.


    “Don’t worry, Mrs.


    Simmons.


    I’m here to help you reim what’s rightfully yours, while also securing some cooperation for AN Group.


    Rest assured, I won’t harm anyone.


    ”


    Drawing closer, N whispered to Violeta, “I’ve taken care of all the arrangements.


    All that’s required from you is your cooperation tomorrow night.


    ”


    Violeta, noting N’s caution and reluctance to divulge her n’s details, felt powerless to press further.


    Any additional inquiries might spark suspicion.


    “It’s gettingte, Miss Diaz.


    Good night,” Violeta stated, retracting her hand from N’s and ascending the stairs.


    N watched her departure, pondering deeply.


    *


    The following day, after ensuring all preparations wereplete, Lucinda made her way back to Peace Mountain.


    Graham, hindered by his Limited mobility, had scarcely left his bed, save for necessary trips to the bathroom and for bathing.


    Violeta had taken to serving his meals bedside, feeding him with care.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    Upon Lucinda’s arrival at the vi, the kitchen buzzed with activity as the chefs prepared dinner, the delightful scents wafting through the air.


    Violeta and N weed her at the door, However, Lucinda’s demeanor was frosty as she bypassed them, heading straight to the bedroom to see the ailing Graham.


    “Violeta, would you mind stepping out with Miss Diaz? I wish to speak with Graham in private,” Lucinda requested.


    “Of course, but don’t take too long.


    Dinner will soon be served,”


    Violeta replied.


    With a nod from Lucinda, Violeta and N exited, leaving her to secure the door behind them.


    Lucinda then settled into a chair beside Graham’s bed, observing his pallid countenance as he rested against the headboard.


    Graham, meeting her gaze with a hoarse voice, inquired, “What is it you wish to discuss?”


    “What are you avoiding?” Lucinda probed.


    “Could you rify?” Graham responded, his gaze lowered.