"I know you were invited by the Baxter’s Hospital, right?" Violet sat back in the chair.
George was startled, "Why do you know?"
Violet explained, "Last time Calvin was seriously ill, I saw Dr. Baxter in the hospital. I heard that he was
going to ask you to perform an operation on someone."
She remembered that it seemed to be a girl named Ivy.
"So that's the case." George sighed with regret, "I wanted you to guess it."
Violet chuckled, "When will you be back? I’m going to pick you up."
"Then it depends on when I can get the visa. I'll tell you when I get it."
"Okay!" After that, Violet said a few more words to George and ended the call.
At this time, a colleague came over and said, "Violet, the garment maker said that there is a problem
with the pattern of the clothes. They hope you will take a look."
"Okay, I'll be over right away." After speaking, Violet carried the bag and left the design department.
In the afternoon, she texted Jessie and asked Jessie to help pick up the children. Then she took a taxi
to the hotel where she had sex with that strange man five years ago.
Phoebe's phone call in the morning, like a magic sound, had been lingering in her mind.
So she had to figure out who she had sex with, or she couldn’t sleep well!
"Hello." Violet came to the front desk, "Excuse me, is your manager here?"
"Yes, please wait for a moment!" The lady at the front desk smiled politely at her, then picked up the
calling machine and called the manager over.
The manager took a look at Violet and asked politely, "Miss, what can I help you?"
"I want to check the surveillance?" Violet took a deep breath and said.
The manager was dumbfounded, and then refused, "I'm sorry, in order to protect the privacy of our
hotel, I can’t let you check it unless there is a special reason."
Special reason...
Violet lowered her eyelids, "Then if I said that I was raped five years ago, and now I want to find the
person who raped me, can't it?"
Hearing this, the manager was shocked. He was obviously surprised by her words, and immediately
changed his words.
"Of course, we are happy to cooperate."
Criminal cases had already been involved. He had to cooperate.
If this lady called the police and asked the police to call for surveillance, the reputation of the hotel
would be damaged.
"Miss, please!" The manager made a please gesture.
Violet thanked him and followed him to the monitoring room.
Since the surveillance that Violet wanted to check was five years ago, it took a long time for the staff in
the monitoring room to archive the surveillance recording five years ago for playback.
Violet stood in front of the largest display screen. She clenched her fists tightly, which showed her
uneasiness at the moment.
Soon, the surveillance had broadcast the scene where Phoebe was walking along the corridor of the
hotel suite. In the next second, Phoebe suddenly opened a door and pushed her into the room.
"Wait a minute!" The manager stopped suddenly.
Violet looked at him, "What's the matter?"
"Miss Hunt, you just said that you lived in 3606, right?" the manager asked.
"Yes." Violet nodded, but she felt a little guilty.
She lied. She deliberately told the manager that her sister booked the room for her in the hotel to let
her rest, but someone broke into the room and raped her.
In this way, the manager would not think that she took the initiative to enter the room. After all, it was
really shameful!
The manager did not doubt Violet's words. He pointed to the door she entered and said, "But Miss
Hunt, the room you entered was not 3606, but 3609."
"What are you talking about?" Violet's face changed and her eyes widened.
The manager apologized, "This is a mistake of our hotel. At that time, the 9 of 3609 was loose, so it
became 6. We found it out during the rounds later."
Violet was shivering. She felt that she almost fainted.
So she entered the wrong room and slept with the wrong person?
"Who is the guest in 3609?" Violet asked with a pale face and a trembling voice.
The manager was about to answer, but he saw something suddenly. Then he signaled her to look at
the screen, "It's him!"
Violet quickly turned her gaze back on the screen. A tall figure was staggering outside the door of
3609. He lowered his head. Violet couldn't see his face, so she was a little anxious for a while.
Until the moment the man opened the door and entered the room, he finally showed his profile.
Although that profile was not as mature as it was now, Violet still recognized him at a glance.
Stanley!
No wonder Calvin was so similar to him! It turned out that they were really father and son!
Violet covered her mouth, tears welling up into her eyes.
Although she had already guessed before she came here, when she really confirmed it, she was still
shocked. There were such coincident things in this world.
"Miss, are you okay?" The manager couldn't help asking with concern when seeing her crying.
Violet slowly shook her head, "I'm fine. Can I make a copy of the surveillance?" The manager agreed.
Violet took out the U dick she prepared in advance, copied the surveillance, and then left the hotel.
When she was walking, her pace was messy. That night, Violet stayed up all night. When she came to
the airport the next day, she looked so tired.
Stanley raised his eyebrows when he saw her black eye circles.
Was this woman so excited to attend that party?
"Have you got your boarding pass?" Stanley walked to Violet and asked quietly.
Violet didn't respond and sat in a daze on the bench.
Stanley couldn't help frowning, then stretched out his hand to wave it in front of her.
Violet finally recovered. After looking up at him, she hurriedly lowered her head. She said in extremely
low voice, "Mr. Murphy, you are here..."
"What's wrong with you?" Stanley squinted at her.
This woman seemed to be hiding from him?
"Nothing... I'm okay..." Violet's hands on her lap clutched her dress tightly, revealed a nervous posture.
Since knowing that the man in front of her was the biological father of her two children, Violet found out
that she couldn’t face him naturally as usual.
Stanley could tell that Violet was lying. He pursed his thin lips and wanted to ask something. The
airport broadcast suddenly sounded and interrupted him.
His handsome face sank. Then he said, "Let's go."
"Yeah." Violet nodded hurriedly.
After getting on the plane, when Violet saw there were only two of them in the first-class cabin, she
finally realized what was wrong. So she asked Stanley on the other side of the aisle, "Mr. Murphy, only
us?"
Stanley was flipping through a magazine. Hearing what she said, he hummed, "Fraser will get there
tomorrow."
"Really?" Violet bit her lower lip.
So in the next few hours, she would be alone with him?
Stanley saw the entanglement in Violet's eyes from the corner of his eyes. Then his eyes became cold.
What did she mean?
She was unwilling to stay with him?
"Mr. Murphy, can I ask you a question?" Violet didn't know what Stanley was thinking. After taking a
deep breath, she said suddenly.
Stanley answered coldly, "Okay!"
Violet plucked up the courage and gritted her teeth. She asked, "If one day, you know you have
children, what will you do?"
Hearing this, Stanley snapped the magazine closed and turned to look at her. His deep eyes seemed to
see her through, "Why are you asking it?"
Violet was worried about that he could see something, so she hurriedly lowered her eyelids to cover the
panic and guilty conscience in her eyes, trying to make her voice sound natural, "I'm just curious, I
watched TV last night. The actor learned that he had children suddenly, but he didn’t know what to do,
so I want to hear Mr. Murphy’s opinion."
Stanley retracted his gaze and snorted coldly, "Let them come back. I won’t let my children live
outside."
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