Chapter 95

Later that night, as I lie awake, Violet's words echo in my mind. Perhaps she’s right—acting on principle could endanger us both and our livelihoods.

She may lose her restaurant, her only means of living.

Yet, the thought of many people consuming harmful food gnaws at my conscience. Some children may die.

Over the course of a sleepless night, I wrestle with the weight of my choices, and by dawn, I arrive at a resolution.

The potential harm to Violet, who has been nothing but kind and supportive, becomes my deciding factor.

"Violet, I've decided to leave this place," I announce as the morning light begins to fill the room.

Violet looks at me, her expression a mix of concern and understanding. "Are you going to confront William directly?" she asks quietly.

I nod solemnly. "I won't challenge him openly. But I will try to save some of this Greentown people."

Marie, who has been listening, chimes in with a hopeful tone, "Alex, will we meet again?"

"I will always return here when I have tim