Chapter 3 It's Fine, I don't Want This Man Anymore. Violet appeared at the villa exactly on time, wearing a pale purple dress. Her slightly curled long hair was loosely tied with a white ribbon, hanging at the back of her head. Her skin was flawless, her bright eyes and pearly teeth framed her face with a striking, radiant charm, but there was an aura of cold detachment that surrounded her. It was this pale purple dress that softened her sharp features a little. Gavin had just opened the car door when he saw Violet walking into the courtyard. It was the first time he saw her in a figure-hugging dress. The tailored fit outlined every curve of her body, and for a moment, Gavin couldn't tear his eyes away. She was beautiful, and there was a deadly allure to her that made his heart burn. Gavin furrowed his brows, his tone stiff. "Go upstairs and change your clothes." Violet scoffed lightly, "Why should I?" "Today is Grandpa's birthday banquet. The way you're dressed..." He paused, "It's too attention-grabbing." Violet gracefully opened the backseat door of the car. "That's the point. Next time, I'll dress more conservatively for your funeral." "Violet Miller!" Gavin gritted her name through his teeth. However, she didn't care at all and sat down in the back seat by herself. Gavin entered the driver's seat, his voice cold as he commanded, "Come sit in the front seat. I'm not your chauffeur." Violet glanced at the pearl earrings on the front seat blanket, her eyes darkened. "No, thanks. It's dirty, and I don't want to stain my dress." Gavin wasn't sure if she was on her period or just throwing a tantrum. But wasn't her period supposed to come at the end of the month? The time was getting late, and Gavin couldn't afford to delay. As Byron's eldest grandson, being late would be unacceptable. Once he parked the car, Gavin extended his arm, waiting for her to take it. Violet looked at him with disdain, but today was Byron's birthday banquet. As he had said, Byron was the one who supported their engagement the most. She couldn't embarrass Byron today. Violet took out a silk scarf from her bag and wrapped it around her palm before lifting her eyes. "Alright, let's go." Just that one motion made the veins on Gavin's temples throb. "Violet, don't go too far. Are you disgusted by me?" Violet smiled and shrugged lightly. "Is it that obvious?" "Then I'll be a little more subtle next time." Once they entered the banquet hall, they naturally attracted everyone's attention. 14:43 Left Me Hanging at the City Hall? 1 Married Your Unde Chapter 3 It's Fine, I don't Want This Man Anymore. Gavin was a handsome man, with a tall, straight figure that made him the focal point of the room the moment he entered. His starry eyes and sharp brows, his deep, chiseled features, and the faint smile on his lips all exuded an air of aloofness and indifference. As the eldest son of the most influential family in New York, many people were eager to associate with him. He gently patted the back of her hand through the silk scarf. "Be good. I'm going to greet a client. You enjoy yourself for a while." Violet tugged her hand out sharply, the sweat from the silk scarf having made her palm sticky. Gavin's expression soured slightly, but he had more important matters to attend to. His face remained cold as he turned and walked away. No sooner had he left than the annoying "flies" started buzzing around. "Hey, isn't that the fiancée that Mr. Braxton can't shake off?" "Ha, didn't someone swear just a few days ago that she would never cling to Mr. Braxton?" Violet glanced at the woman opposite her with a mocking smile. "Has he become infertile or something?" The woman hadn't meant to insult Gavin, just to provoke Violet. "What nonsense are you talking about?" "Oh." Violet's eyes filled with scorn. "Right, I did swear. If he's cutting off his descendants, that just means I've broken my vow. I have no idea if he's lost his fertility now... why don't you go test it out for me?" "You!" The woman glared angrily. The woman's friends next to her all widened their eyes. Was Violet out of her mind? Was she suggesting that someone try to seduce her fiancé? "Humph, you can be arrogant now, but just wait until Luna arrives. You'll be ashamed of yourself!" Violet had almost forgotten that, in such an important occasion, as the most favored adopted daughter of the Braxton family, how could Luna not be here? "Violet, I've been calling you for days, but you never pick up!" Violet turned around slowly, seeing Cora Miller storming toward her, She shifted her gaze to the lady beside her and saw her stepmother, Sienna Quinn, smiling as she spoke. "Violet, didn't you say you and Gavin were going to get your marriage license yesterday? Why didn't we hear any news in our family group chat?" Violet withdrew her gaze and took out her phone. "Oh, sorry. I accidentally exited. You three are doing well, right? I guess my absence doesn't matter, does it?" Her father, Sylas Miller, wasn't present today. Since her mother passed away when she was three, and her father remarried three months later, she had realized that he had become no more than a father in name only. "Violet, what do you mean? Can't you show a little more respect to my mom?" Before she could respond, Cora's eyes brightened. "Luna's here! Mom, I'm going over." Sienna smiled faintly, "Be careful." "Haha, Violet, don't mind. Your sister is just a little hot headed, and she's good friends with Luna. They haven't seen each other in five years, so it's normal for her to be a little excited." Chapter 3 It's Fine, I don't Want This Man Anymore. "By the way, does Gavin know his sister's back?" Gavin's love for his adopted sister was well known in their social circle. He spoiled her to the extent that it created an illusion-if Luna hadn't been adopted by the Braxton family, Gavin might have chosen her as his fiancée. But no one dared say this to the Braxtons. A few years ago, Byron had already clarified it, stating that Luna could only be a Braxton daughter. Violet pursed her lips, remaining silent. Sienna was still using her words to provoke her. However, she was no longer the weak version of herself. Sienna smiled upon seeing this. When she noticed the man walking quickly toward her from the other side of the banquet hall, the curve of her lips deepened. "Violet. I didn't expect that after five years, Gavin is still so fond of his sister." Violet's heart cracked a little more. "Yes. But Sienna, do you think Gavin knows that Luna's best friend also likes him?" Sienna's face changed suddenly. "Haha, Violet, you're really funny. Cora would never fight you for a man." Violet smiled gently. "It's fine, I don't want this man anymore." Sienna stared at her in surprise. "Violet, you..." She glanced at Violet, then at the man behind her. A man's voice cut through. "Violet, who are you saying you don't want?" (0) (0)