Chapter 472
Nanson let out a sigh, "Sis, maybe | really misjudged her! By the way, where's Annie?"
"She's in her room."
Nanson headed towards Anthea's room and knocked on the door.
"It's open," cAnthea's voice from inside.
Pushing the door open, he found Anthea sitting by the window, surrounded by a mess of dismantled gadgets.
"My clever niece."
"Hmm?" Anthea glanced up slightly, "So, Uncle, did my suspicions prove right?"
Nanson nodded, "Now I'm wondering, who really is Violet? Could everything about her, even her name, be a lie?"
Her address was fake.
Her job was fake.
Violet was truly a disappointment to Nanson.
"It's possible," Anthea replied.
Nanson continued, "Niece, can you helplook into this? | know you've got the skills." Nanson had always
known Anthea had a knack for computers.
"I can, but it might be a bit tricky." Anthea stood up, grabbed her laptop, and began navigating through
encrypted sites.
What seemed like impenetrable firewalls to outsiders were mere mouse-clicks away for Anthea.
Nanson sat behind her, watching the rapidly changing screen, his eyes almost glazing over.
About ten minutes later, Anthea hit the enter key, "Got it!"
"You found her?" Nanson was visibly excited.
"Yes," Anthea nodded, switching the display.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn the screen was Violet's profile.
Violet.
Female.
Age 30.
Real nJenny.
Hometown Brassborough.
Occupation: Lounge hostess.
She dropped out of school at sixteen and moved to Cloudcrest City, where her first job was in an electronics
factory. Displeased with the low pay, she was introduced to work at a lounge, a job she's held for fourteen years.
As Nanson read the information, he began to tremble.
"And there's more," Anthea clicked the mouse, changing the page, "This Ileana and Jenny are from the same
town and have a very close relationship. Three months ago, they suddenly moved in together as roommates.
uncle, | suspect they're in cahoots."
Nanson finally understood why Violet shared so many of his interests.
It was all an act.
Directed by Ileana.
Realizing this, Nanson felt
surprisingly calm, his tone steady as he said, "No need to
definitely planned this to bet
"What are you going to do now?" Anthea asked.
"I'll end things with Violet immediately," Nanson declared with resolve.
Anthea smiled, "I'm glad to hear
that."
might
had been worried he
t stuck in this relation
feel tempted to forgive Violet.
Now it seemed Nanson was more decisive than she had anticipated.
Hopefully, this experience would teach him a valuable lesson.
"I'm heading out," Nanson grabbed his car keys.
“Alright.”
As he passed through the living
room, Carole noticed something et
was off. She looked up at Nanson, about to ask, but he was already out the door.
Carole quickly went to Anthea's room, "Annie, what's going on with your uncle?"
Anthea closed her laptop, "Nothing much, just found out who Violet-no, Jenny- really is."
"Who's Jenny?" Carole asked, puzzled.
"Jenny is Violet," Anthea explained.
"What?" Carole was even more confused.
Anthea broke down the whole story for her.
After learning Violet's true identity, Carole was stunned, "My goodness! Even TV
s wouldn't dare to script something like this."
Everything was a lie.
How was this any different from dealing with a phantom?
Nanson drove to Violet's apartment complex and called her.
When Violet answered, she sounded surprised, "Hey, Nanson, what's up?"
"I'm at your complex entrance, can you cout?"
"I'm not hright now," Violet replied.
"I'll wait." With that, Nanson hung up.
Violet, feeling perplexed, said, "What's up with him?"
"Nanson called?" asked Ileana, who was nearby.
Violet nodded.
Illeana frowned, "Did you upset his sister when you visited the Yeager family today?"
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