Chapter 22 It’s Too Crude

The next day, Elle went early to the Walker residence, eager to see Carl kick Violet out. Not only would Elle not help, but she would also add fuel to the fire and enrage Carl even more.

Yesterday, she had conspired with Whitney. They plotted to frame Violet for stealing the premium wine that Elle had given to Carl. Elle guessed that Vincent must be in a sorry state by now.

However, Elle was stunned when she saw Violet standing outside Carl's study.

"Carl didn't give you a hard time?"

"Looks like you're hoping to see me punished, Ms. Murphy," Violet said coldly.

Elle frowned, wondering if Whitney's plan had failed. She knocked on the door and asked, "Carl, can I come in?"

When Elle entered upon receiving his permission, she saw his gloomy expression. Someone must have gotten on his nerves a moment ago.

"Are you not in a good mood?" Elle pondered if he was going to deal with Violet.

"What brings you here?"

"I miss you, so here I am."

"I'm busy."

Elle treated Carl's coldnes