Chapter 290

As soon as she thought about how taking those pills would turn her into an idiot, and how she wouldn't be able to take care of herself for the rest of her life, she felt a chill in her heart.

She would rather die than live like that.

Now that she thought about it, this place might be a bit shabby, but at least she was with Bianca, and it was safe.

Harper instinctively held onto Bianca's arm, wanting to know when they could leave.

"Bianca, I don't mean it that way. I just think you're delicate and the future Mrs. Brown. How can you stay in a place like this and suffer?"

"Look at this place, it's dirty and damp. What if bugs crawl out at night? Aren't you scared..."

Violet could easily understand Harper's underlying meaning. She raised an eyebrow, glanced at Harper, and said, "I know you don't like it here. I don't like it either. We're just here temporarily. We'll be leaving soon."

"Really? That's great." Harper patted her chest. Living a life without money was worse than death for her.

Violet made some instant food for her. After eating, Harper finally focused on Violet.

Looking at Violet's increasingly unfamiliar face, Harper had always wanted to ask what had happened to her. But with so many people watching at Glamour Oasis, she never found the right opportunity.

Now that they were finally alone, Harper couldn't help but ask, "Bianca, I've always wanted to ask you, what happened to your face? How did you suddenly become a different person?"

Upon hearing this, Violet just smiled lightly, her slender fingers sliding over her perfect face, and said proudly, "Mom, just tell me, am I beautiful now?"

This face was carefully selected from thousands of photos, using the most expensive special materials.

And a world-class beautician helped her fit it to her bone structure.

Not only did she not need surgery, but there was also no long recovery period, and she could have a perfect identity.

She couldn't be happier.

Although Harper didn't understand what had happened, she immediately responded to Violet's words, "Of course you're beautiful. You're my daughter, and you've always been the most beautiful. But I still think you looked better before."

Harper didn't dwell on this matter for long and quickly got to the point, "Bianca, you haven't told me what happened after you were sent abroad and how you became like this."

Although she had seen Violet's status and power at Glamour Oasis, Harper still felt something was off.

The person who could help her change her face and send Violet back must be someone with immense power.

He had quietly accomplished something most people wouldn't even dare to think about.

And the people at the beauty salon treated Violet like a superior.

If Violet could put in a good word for her with that powerful person, could she also get a younger face?

Thinking of this, Harper's eyes lit up.

Seeing this, Violet's originally bright eyes dimmed.

She could clearly see the envy in Harper's eyes.

But how could she let Harper know her dark, unbearable, and disgusting memories?

She would bury them deep in her heart and never let anyone know.

Not even Harper. She didn't want Harper to know too much.

"Mom, don't ask so many questions. Just know that I met someone who could help me, and we're in a cooperative relationship. He has what I want, and I do things he can't do himself."

"Besides, most of our dealings are under confidentiality agreements. Knowing too much would only harm you."

Violet casually made up an excuse.

Anyway, no one would know about her and that person, so she wasn't afraid of being exposed.

"So you met a good person. That's good. I won't ask anymore."

Harper, afraid of bringing trouble upon herself, quickly stopped the topic and didn't ask further.

But in her heart, she was even more impressed by that mysterious person.

To think that she had casually mentioned a plan to the people at the beauty salon, and they had immediately arranged an explosion.

With such immense power, it was clear how formidable that person was.

"No matter what, as long as you can return to me safely, I'm content."

Harper thought back to when she learned that her beloved Bianca had been sent to Auroria. It felt like her world had collapsed.

Fortunately, Bianca was back.

No matter what Bianca had become, she was still her daughter.

Violet felt a pang of sadness and hugged her, asking in a muffled voice, "Mom, where's Dad? I haven't seen him since I got back. Where did he go?"

Although Indigo hadn't treated Isabella well over the years, he had always been very loving towards Bianca.

She had been back for so long and hadn't seen him.

Now that she saw Harper was safe, she should ask about him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she mentioned Indigo, Harper's face changed.

"From now on, just pretend Indigo doesn't exist. What family? Indigo is a bastard!"

"He talked so sweetly back then, but in the end, he abandoned us for his own wealth and glory. He turned around and cozied up to that bitch Isabella, calling her daughter. Ugh!"

"He doesn't even remember how he climbed into my bed and swore to cut ties with those two bitches. Bastard, I shouldn't have believed him."

Harper's tirade reminded Violet of some things.

If it weren't for that woman's death, she and Harper might not have entered the Taylor Family so quickly.

If she remembered correctly, that woman's name was Grace.

She was Isabella's mother and the true lady of the Wilson Family.

Unfortunately, until her death, Grace never understood why the man she loved, Indigo, betrayed her.

"Mom, I'm suddenly curious. How did that woman named Grace die as soon as she entered the hospital? What illness did she have?"

Harper instinctively furrowed her brows, clearly unwilling to recall anything about Grace.

Her eyes dodged as she said, "It's been so many years. I don't remember what happened. Why are you asking?"

"Since we're talking about the past, I just want to know what happened. I'm your daughter. Are you afraid I'll leak secrets?" Violet thought about Harper's arrest and sighed, "Think about it. Grace was a true lady raised by the Wilson Family. If you had really harmed her, how could they have let you go?"