Chapter 228
Women who tried every trick to get into his bed were nothing new to him. Each one claimed to genuinely like him, but in the end, it was always about his power and benefits.
Violet's actions didn't concern him at all. He just wanted to get her out of his house as soon as possible.
He didn't want to see her again.
As for her true identity, he didn't have concrete evidence yet, so it was best not to bring it up to avoid alerting her.
Before Violet could desperately explain anything, Michael directly ordered her to leave.
"Take your things and leave the Brown Family now. Get out of my sight. If I see you again, you know what will happen."
Facing Michael's extremely cold eyes, Violet's many tactics were rendered useless.
Once Michael made a decision, no amount of sweet talk would change it.
As long as she stayed in Evergreen City, she still had a chance to get close to him.
She would not give up on him.
"I'll go. I will never appear in front of you again."
Violet wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and said one last thing to Michael before turning around.
"You said you don't want to see me again. But could you let me say what I want to say? It's my only wish."
"Shoot." Michael nodded, his tone indifferent.
"Michael, are you so eager to drive me away because of Isabella?"
The last thing she wanted to admit in this life was that she lost to Isabella, but everything that should have been hers was taken by that bitch Isabella.
Including the Michael she loved the most, who had genuinely fallen for Isabella.
The thought of Michael falling in love with Isabella in just a few months and completely forgetting about her made Violet furious.
Why? Why did all the good things go to that bitch Isabella?
These should have been hers.
"You're wrong. This has nothing to do with Isabella."
Michael coldly glanced at her, his eyes clear and sharp. "The thing I despise the most is a woman who doesn't know her place, especially one who thinks she can read my mind and use it to climb up."
"Ms. Cooper, you fit every one of those traits, so I can't keep you."
Hearing this, Violet sneered, not believing that this was Michael's true feelings.
She spread her hands, showing her attitude. "We're all adults here. Mr. Brown, your words are really high-sounding. Or are you just afraid of others knowing who you really like, thus becoming your weakness?"
As she said these words, Violet's heart felt like it was bleeding.
Discovering that the Michael she loved had fallen for Isabella during her absence was more painful than death.
But if she didn't clarify his feelings now, she worried she might never have another chance to get close to him.
After all, she knew better than anyone how ruthless Michael could be.
"I said this has nothing to do with her. Your thoughts are your own, and I can't change them. I don't need to explain anything to you."
Michael deliberately avoided making things clear.
Violet's identity was still a mystery for now. If he revealed that he liked Isabella at this moment, it could bring unnecessary trouble and danger to Isabella.
Especially with the flash of hatred in Violet's eyes just now, he couldn't take the risk of putting Isabella and the child in danger.
If something irreversible happened, he would never be able to forgive himself.
"If you're finished, please leave. The Brown Family doesn't welcome you." Michael directly issued an eviction order.
"Fine, I'll go."
Violet bit her lip and left in anger. As she stepped out of the Brown Family's gate, she turned around and looked back, but there was no sadness on her face.
Instead, there was a deeper desire and unwillingness.
One day, she would come back and become the hostess of this place.
Michael's answers in the study just now made her very sure that his relationship with Isabella was not as good as she had imagined, but rather on the verge of breaking up.
Even if Michael had some feelings for Isabella, would Isabella really forgive him after witnessing him lying in bed with her?
And she was certain that Michael liked her.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have almost kissed her in a moment of distraction.
But why did he decisively reject her the next second?
Could it be...
A thought suddenly flashed through Violet's mind, and her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.
It must be that. Otherwise, why would Michael be so contradictory, clearly obsessed with her face, but still stop in time?
He must have mistaken her for Bianca, which was why he impulsively wanted to hold and kiss her.
When he realized she was "Violet" and not "Bianca," he hardened his heart and drove her away.
So that was it.
No wonder he denied liking Isabella so quickly.
It turned out Bianca was the one he truly liked.
Just wait and see, she would definitely win Michael over again.
Upstairs, watching Violet leave in a car, Michael put down the curtain and turned back inside.
He had chased after Isabella so urgently just now that he hadn't noticed some of his wounds had reopened. Now that the troublesome Violet was gone, as he calmed down, the pain from his wounds became more apparent.
He went to the bedroom to find the painkillers the doctor had left. Just as he was about to take them, the door opened.
Stella walked in with a bowl of steaming hot soup.
The scene of their argument last night was still vivid in his mind, and today Stella had made soup for him.
Michael felt a bit guilty.
"Mom, why are you here at this time?"
He usually didn't listen to her much, but last night's argument was the first of its kind.
At the time, he was angry and didn't think he had said anything too harsh.
But when he calmed down and thought about it, he realized he had hurt his mother's heart.
His father had died in an accident years ago, and Stella had protected him and provided a shield for him, preventing others from bullying him.
But being born into a wealthy family, it was impossible to avoid the tactics of those vying for benefits.
If you didn't fight, others would.
Stella had no support and didn't know how to manage the company, so she had to push him towards Aiden, seeking protection.
Those years were tough for them.
Fortunately, Aiden saw his ambition and talent, allowing him to stand out among his cousins.
He eventually won the position of heir to the Brown Group.
Once he took over the company, those in the Brown Family who wanted to seize power gradually left, and Stella finally became the true hostess of the Brown Family.
But years of struggle had ingrained a reflex in Stella.
Anyone who appeared in front of him was seen as a potential threat to his position and their future interests.
In the end, others might have the right to criticize Stella's actions, but he didn't.
Because everything Stella did was for him.