"Mr. Murphy..." Violet opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
Stanley interrupted her and looked over, "Anything else for you? If it's nothing, you can go!"
His eyes were cold and indifferent
Violet touched her hair embarrassedly, "Well, good night, Mr. Murphy."
She really had nothing serious. She just wanted to talk to him about George. But… Forget it!
He was angry in the bathroom just now. If she continued, he would definitely be even angrier.
Violet held the knob and opened the door. Just after she took a step, Stanley's voice sounded again
behind her, "Wait a minute."
Violet turned her head.
Stanley put down the tablet, got up and walked towards her, then handed her a car key.
"This is..." Violet took the car key and looked at him puzzled, not knowing what he meant.
Stanley explained in a cold voice, "You vomited in my car. Wash it and give it back tomorrow."
After speaking, he turned and returned to where he was just now, leaving Violet alone with an
embarrassed face on the spot.
She knew she vomited. When she took a bath just now, she could tell it from the stains on her clothes.
But she didn't know that she vomited in his car.
"I see. I will wash it clean." Violet said in a low voice with a flushed face, holding the car key tightly.
Stanley gave a hmm, and then said nothing.
After getting to her apartment, Violet put down her handbag and two bags in her hand. Then she
walked gently toward the children's room.
Seeing the two children hugging each other and sleeping soundly, Violet smiled slightly. She leaned
over and kissed the two children's faces. After covering the two children with quilts, she went out
quietly.
In the living room, Violet yawned. She took the phone out of her handbag. Seeing several missed calls
and text messages from George, she exclaimed a little and then made a call back.
The phone was quickly connected. George's anxious voice came, "Violet, where are you now?"
"I'm at home." Violet poured herself a glass of water and replied.
George seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "That's good. You were taken away by Mr. Murphy at the
time. I thought he would hurt you."
Violet drank the water and then smiled, "How is it possible! Mr. Murphy is not that kind of person."
"Do you believe him that way?" George's eyes narrowed.
"Of course, I believe you too." Violet sat down.
George thought of something. Then he tentatively asked, "Violet, did Mr. Murphy tell you anything?"
"Nothing serious. He should just see us drinking, so he misunderstood that you were doing to
something to me." Violet smiled.
George slowly clenched the phone tightly, "Then do you think what he said is true?"
"Didn't I just say that I believe you just now?" Violet lay down on the sofa and stretched herself
comfortably.
George released the strength in his hand and smiled.
"By the way, George, what happened at that time? Why did Mr. Murphy take me away?" Violet asked
while looking at the ceiling.
George sighed with a wry smile, "At that time, you were drunk. I wanted to drive you back after I paid,
but Mr. Murphy appeared and said that I wanted to do something to you, so he snatched you from me."
"So that's it." Violet nodded and understood.
George pretended to smile helplessly, "I don't know why Mr. Murphy had such a misunderstanding. We
have known each other for so many years. How could I do that kind of thing to you? He took you away.
I was worried about that he would do something to you. So I kept calling you and texting you. It’s so
great to know that you’re okay."
Hearing this, Violet felt warmed.
Although this misunderstanding made her feel ridiculous.
However, the reason was that both George and Stanley were worried about her.
Thinking about it, Violet looked towards the door, seeming to want to see the people living opposite
through the door.
After that, Violet and George talked about other things, then ended the call and went back to the room
to rest.
The next day, Violet got up early to make breakfast.
After finishing cooking, she called the two children up and asked them to call Stanley to come and eat
together.
The two children naturally agreed with joy.
However, within two minutes, the two children returned dejectedly.
"Mommy, Uncle Murphy is not here." Arya said.
Violet paused her taking off the apron at the dining table, and then said again, "He should be gone. It's
okay. Let's eat. Mommy will drive you two to school after eating."
"Hmm." The two children nodded together.
After the meal, Violet drove the two children to the kindergarten in Stanley's car, and then went to the
4S shop to let the staff wash the car.
While waiting for the car, she suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Nate, what car do you want to buy?"
It was Talia!
Violet quickly turned her head and looked towards the source of the sound. She saw Talia coming in
from outside with holding Nate’s arm. She was just like a spoiled girl, which made Violet feel sick.
"I want to buy a Bentley." Nate touched Talia's hair and said.
Talia bit her lip, feeling embarrassed, "But Nate, Bentley is too expensive. I don't have that much
money. You also know that the Hunt Group is in the trouble recently..."
"I don't care. You said you would give me a car. You can ask your husband for it." Nate insisted on
buying Bentley.
Talia didn't know how to persuade Nate. She had to go outside with her mobile phone to make a call.
After she left, Nate looked around. Seeing Violet in the rest area, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He walked towards her quickly, "This lady, are you the salesperson here?"
"Huh?" Violet was wondering why he came to her. When she heard what he said, she couldn't help but
looked down at herself.
The corners of her mouth twitched. Today, she wore a suit, which looked like a salesperson.
Seeing Violet didn't speak, Nate thought she had acquiesced. He took out a business card and handed
it to her, "After buying the car in a while, can you come with me for a cup of coffee?"
Violet was so speechless.
What the hell?
She was actually asked out by Talia’s lover!
Violet looked at the man pretending to be a gentleman in front of her. She felt sick but she held it back.
Then she smiled and took the business card. When she saw it, she suddenly smiled, "The Chairman of
the Hunt Group?"
"Yes!" Nate adjusted the tie around his neck.
Violet rolled her eyes at him.
This guy was really shameless enough! He actually pretended to be Eason!
But since this guy came to her, she could tease him.
Thinking about it, Violet looked at him in surprise, "It turns out to be Mr. Hunt! So lucky to meet you!"
Being called Mr. Hunt, Nate was overjoyed. He didn’t find the mockery in Violet's eyes. He held Violet's
hand and touched it, "May I have your name?"
Violet calmly pulled her hand back, and said with a faint smile, "Mr. Hunt, don't you know me?"
The expression on Nate's face frozen. He was panicked, "Should... should I know?"
"Of course, I..."
Before Violet finished speaking, Talia came back. Seeing Violet standing with Nate, she was scared to
death. She ran over and stood in front of Nate. Then she stared at Violet and asked in a sharp voice,
"Violet, why are you here?"
"I'm here to wash the car." Violet smiled and looked at Talia up and down, "Talia, you were discharged
from the hospital so soon."
Upon hearing this, Talia's face turned pale. Before she could say something, Nate's surprised voice
sounded, "Are you the daughter of Eason's ex-wife?"
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