Chapter 11: Her Past
“Viola, enough already!” Kayla slammed the table. “Keep nagging, and I’ll haul you back to the station!”
“Sorry, but I’m now a law-abiding, upright citizen. You can’t scare me,” Viola scoffed. “And this food stall pays taxes, Officer. What crime are you charging me with?”
“… Hmph!” Kayla slumped back over the table, ignoring her.
Viola adjusted her big floral headscarf, revealing a stunning face. With arching eyebrows and seductive red lips, her curvaceous figure stood out even under loose clothes. She looked every bit the drool-worthy beauty, now selling fried tofu on the street-a true fall from grace.
Actually, Her past was a tragic story.
Back in the day, Viola was the top intelligence broker, moving effortlessly between the underworld and legitimate circles. Because of her stunning looks, rumors flew that she was the mistress of a crime lord, or perhaps linked to the influential Robins Family.
In fact, Viola was neither. She is simply a woman who uses her beauty and brains to gather information. However, in a sense, the nature of her work is not that different.
Viola would recruit wandering women, lure them with promises of wealth, and transform them into unforgettable beauties through surgery and skill training. These women then traded their bodies for information, which Viola converted into money. As their leader, Viola became Seatowne’s foremost intelligence queen.
With her smarts and cunning, Viola navigated the underworld and high society with ease. But in the peak of her career, her nemesis, Kayla, graduated from the police academy.
Kayla graduated at the top of her class in physical training, marksmanship, investigation, survival, and capture techniques. She joined the North District Police Department, and three months later, she went undercover in Viola’s network. Within another month, without anyone suspecting, Kayla single-handedly took down Viola’s meticulously built intelligence empire.
The fallout was massive. Wealthy businessmen fled abroad, the political scene was in turmoil, and many officials were ousted. The women in Viola’s network were all brought in for questioning, and Viola herself, the mastermind, was sentenced to two years in prison before her release.
After her release, Viola donned a floral headscarf and started frying tofu on the street, vowing never to touch anything illegal again unless Kayla was dead.
Oddly enough, after getting out, she and Kayla grew close and became inseparable friends. Over the past two years, Kayla remained the only person who knew Viola’s past.
Viola scooped the fried tofu out of the oil, placed it on a small plate, and pushed it in front of Kayla. Raising her beautiful eyebrows, she said coolly, “A million pounds is a lot, but you could manage to get it. Why agree to be his nanny?”
Kayla listlessly popped a piece of tofu into her mouth, rolling her eyes. “Don’t you even know me? If I had a million pounds, I wouldn’t waste my breath on him. I’d throw it in his face and tell him to get lost.”
“You don’t, but your rich dad does, doesn’t he?”
Just as Kayla knew Viola’s past, Viola was well aware of Kayla’s background.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
This seemingly naive girl was actually the third daughter of the chairman of Green Group. Although Green Group couldn’t compare to Ethaniel’s Goldenshore Group, a mere million pounds was nothing to them.
“Don’t mention him. Ever since my mom got sick, I have nothing to do with him. That family has two daughters and a son, but no me. I’d rather be a beggar than ask them for money!”
She had never forgotten how her mother fell ill.
She’d rather be a police officer with a monthly salary of only five thousand than be the daughter of the Green Family!
Viola knew all too well about Kayla’s relationship with her family. Although she was technically the third child, Kayla was the true heir to the Green Family.
When Sam, Kayla’s father, was at his lowest, he married Kayla’s mother, taking the money she brought with her to start his business. Kayla’s mother, in poor health, stayed behind to care for the elderly and the children, hoping her husband would return a few times a year.
Little did she know, Sam already had another family elsewhere. This came to light when Kayla was nearly ten years old.
It was Sam’s other “wife” who sought out Kayla’s mother, maliciously revealing Sam’s years of deceit. She even taunted Kayla’s mother, calling her a hen who couldn’t produce a son, and telling her that Kayla would never inherit Sam’s wealth.