"No, no, no, Mr. Murphy. You’re still sick. We can go back by ourselves." Violet shook her head quickly
and refused.
Seeing she insisted, Stanley lowered his eyes. A few seconds later, he picked up the car key on the
coffee table and handed it to her, "Drive it. Just return me back then."
Violet hesitated for two seconds, thinking that she might not be able to get the taxi when she went out,
so she didn't refuse. She took the car key over, "Thank you."
After speaking, she led Calvin to the door.
Bella also followed and opened the door for the mother and the son.
After the door was opened, Fraser stood outside, apparently preparing to ring the doorbell. But he
didn't expect the door to open suddenly, so he was still a little dazed.
"Fraser." Violet nodded and greeted him.
Fraser pushed his glasses, arranged the expression on his face and smiled, "Hello, Violet, but why are
you here??"
"Mr. Murphy is sick. So I came to visit him. Now, I'm leaving now." Violet answered with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Fraser quickly moved aside.
Violet thanked him, pulled Calvin out of the door, and walked to the garage under the guide of Bella.
Fraser looked at their figures for a while, then he walked into the villa.
"Mr. Murphy." When coming to the living room, Fraser saw the man on the sofa rubbing his eyebrows
and didn’t look well.
Stanley put down his hand, looked up at Fraser, nodded slightly, "Why are you here?"
"I came here to report you what you asked me to check." Fraser passed the document to Stanley.
Stanley took it and looked through it.
When Stanley was looking through, Fraser stood opposite him and said, "The last time I checked, I
basically started from Eason’s family of three, and didn’t verify others who were related to the Hunt
family. So I got the result which was that Violet eloped with other guys. But this time I asked the
servants who left the Hunt family a few years ago, and the neighbors around the Hunt’s..."
Stanley looked up at Fraser, "Then what?"
Fraser's glasses slightly reflected light, "Then, as Marcus said, when Violet left the Hunt family, she did
not have a boyfriend, nor did she elope with someone, but was driven out by the Hunt family. Ms. Smith
and Steven, the young master of the Hunt family, were all kicked out of the Hunt family."
"Driving the original wife and two children out of the house! Eason!" Stanley sneered.
Fraser shrugged, "Eason doesn’t like Violet and Steven. The reason why he drove away Violet was
also paving the way for Phoebe!"
"Paving the way?" Stanley paused while rubbing the folder with his thumb.
Fraser nodded, "From servants who left the Hunt family that year, I learned that Eason drove Violet
away in order to let Phoebe replace Violet to get the marriage contract with you, but he was afraid that
you would get angry if you knew that your fiancée had changed. So, Eason secretly spread rumors that
Violet eloped with others, so..."
"Even if I found out that my fiancée had changed, I wouldn't really get angry with the Hunt family,
because my real fiancé eloped with someone, and they gave the other one to me in time." Stanley
slammed the folder in his hand tightly. His eyes were full of chills.
Fraser lowered his head, "Yes, that's why Violet never knew that she still had a fiancé, because the
servant said that every time Ms. Smith was about to tell Violet, Eason would stop her, just to fear that
Violet would know you."
"He planned quite well!" Stanley squinted and sneered.
Violet and Phoebe were both Eason’s daughters, but Eason actually only loved Phoebe.
In order for Phoebe to marry into the Murphy family, Eason could drive Violet out of the house and
threw mud on Violet. Such a person was not worthy of being a parent!
As if seeing what Stanley was thinking, Fraser asked hesitantly, "Mr. Murphy, do you want to tell Violet
about these?"
"Not now." Stanley dropped the file on the sofa and said solemnly, "I will tell her after I become her
boyfriend. Then even if she wants to retaliate against Eason, I can help her openly."
"Yes." Fraser nodded, indicating that he knew it.
In the next second, he thought of something and said, "Mr. Murphy, there is another thing. After Violet
and Ms. Smith were kicked out by the Hunt family, Ms. Smith once went to the old house to look for
you."
"Look for me?" Stanley was slightly startled.
Fraser lowered his head, "Yes, it should be because of your marriage contract with Violet, but you were
not in the old house at the time, so Ms. Smith met Sam and his family. Sam used Ms. Smith’s divorce
as an excuse to say that your marriage contract with Violet was invalid. Then Ms. Smith left in a fit of
anger."
Stanley stood up suddenly. His eyes filled with endless coldness, "Sam!"
Fraser was also very angry.
When he found out this, he was almost outraged. Without Sam, Mr. Murphy and Violet would have
been together.
Violet would not go to other countries, giving birth to the children with other men, and missed Mr.
Murphy for seven years.
Looking at Stanley's angry face, Fraser pushed his glasses and asked, "Mr. Murphy, shall we teach
Sam a lesson together?"
"Not now. After you find out this matter, I will teach them together." Stanley's eyes were full of gloom,
and then he told Fraser what Sam said today.
After Fraser listened, a hint of surprise appeared on his face. The next second, he became serious
again, "Got it. I will check it now."
After speaking, he turned and left.
At this time, Bella came back.
Stanley rubbed his temples, "She's gone?"
Bella knew who he was asking, so she nodded, "Yes."
Stanley gave a hmm, not speaking, turning his head to look in the direction of the door, as if to see
something through the heavy door.
It was not until a long time later that he withdrew his gaze and walked upstairs.
After Violet left Stanley's villa, she took Calvin back to the studio.
Jessie was shocked when she saw her coming back in a Bentley, "If I remember correctly, this car is
Mr. Murphy's, right?"
Violet nodded, "Yes."
"Why would you drive Mr. Murphy's car?" Jessie exclaimed, pointing at Violet.
Violet smiled, "There is a reason for the matter. Well, don't ask. Did Mr. Dixon respond to the first draft I
sent you last night?"
"Not yet." Jessie shook her head.
Violet sighed regretfully, "Well."
"Don't worry. I guess he didn't see it. Just wait." Jessie patted Violet’s shoulder.
Violet smiled slightly and did not answer.
"By the way, here is the thing." Jessie remembered something and took a piece of paper from her desk,
"This is the registration form for the competition. There is one more person in the competition."
"Who is it?" Violet bent over to get the water in front of the drinking fountain.
Jessie handed her the registration form, and slowly spit out the word, "Phoebe!"
Violet paused, and quickly took over the registration form to check it. Seeing that Phoebe's name was
on it, she couldn't help but pursed her lips, "She actually participated in the competition?"
"Yeah, I really admire her." Jessie said in distain.
Afterwards, she seriously reminded, "Violet, you must be careful when you compete. I am afraid what
she will do something to you. Now you are not in the Murphy group and without the protection of Mr.
Murphy. She has nothing to do with Mr. Murphy now. So she won’t have any more scruples to do
something to you. You..."
"Don't worry. I know what to do." Violet put down the registration form.
Afterwards, she seriously reminded, "Violet, you must be careful when you compete. | am afraid what
she will do something to you. Now you are not in the Murphy group and without the protection of Mr.
Murphy. She has nothing to do with Mr. Murphy now. So she won't have any more scruples to do
something to you. You..."
"Don't worry. | Know what to do." Violet put down the registration form.
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