Jessie suppressed the shock inwardly and nodded, "Yes, she is my high school classmate. She is so
beautiful, and her temper is gentle. But she is a little timid. I can’t believe that she dared to kill you."
"What's unbelievable about this? Women's jealousy is terrible. They do everything to get what they
want. Of course, men are the same." George smiled and chipped in.
Jessie sighed with emotion, "But I really didn't expect that she would fall in love with Mr. Murphy. She
said she loved her deskmate. She said that she only wanted to marry her deskmate in this life, but it is
all bullshit."
Violet walked to the sofa and put a blanket on Calvin who was asleep, "It is normal to fall in love with
others. In this world, there are only a few people who love only one person in their lifetime."
"Yeah, no one can guarantee that that person will always be waiting for you." While Jessie said, she
glanced at George on the hospital bed.
George's movement of turning the page paused slightly, but soon he returned to normal, turning to the
next page and reading it.
Seeing that he had clearly heard her, but deliberately pretended not to have heard it, Jessie lowered
her eyelids bitterly.
It wasn't until a while later that she raised her head slightly, took a deep breath, and changed the
subject, "By the way, Violet, did Vera admit it to set fire to our warehouse?"
Violet shook her head, "It wasn't her, including Calvin's car accident, nor was it."
"What?" Jessie said, "Who is that?"
"I don't know. We could only check it slowly." Violet rubbed her temples with a wry smile on her face.
George's hand holding the book tightened but he did not speak.
At this time, Violet's phone rang. She took it out and had a look. Seeing the beating name on the
screen, she exclaimed, "It's my professor."
"Merced?" Jessie asked in surprise.
George also looked at Violet’s mobile phone.
Violet nodded to the two of them, then quickly answered the call and put the phone to her ear,
"Professor."
"Violet, what you said in the text message half an hour ago, I have already told my teacher. She is very
angry and has recorded the video. I sent it to your mailbox." On the phone, Merced’s a little old, but
loving voice came over.
Violet smiled and nodded, "I see, thank you."
"What's the matter?" Jessie and George asked curiously.
Violet opened her mouth, and silently answered them, "Phoebe!"
The two suddenly understood.
"You fight against plagiarism and protect the rights and interests of the teacher. It is a good thing. We
will naturally support you. Just do it. I will tell Design Association." Mercedes laughed.
Violet gave a heavy hmm, and then thought of something. She bit her lower lip with embarrassment,
and her voice became quieter, "Professor, did you watch ‘Born of Fire’ of the Murphy Group some time
ago? "
"Yeah, although the level is far from the top, it is better than many well-known designers. Violet, you are
very good!" Merced gave a thumbs up and praised her.
This was what Violet wanted to hear most. She was so excited that even her eyes were red, "Thank
you for the compliment. I will continue to work hard, and strive to cooperate with you on a big show!"
At the end of the call, Violet held the phone tightly with both hands. The joy on her face could not
disappear for a long time.
Jessie squinted at her, "Isn't it just being praised? So happy?"
"You don’t understand. Merced is very strict. He has never praised Violet or smiled at her. Now he
praised her, which meant that he recognizes Violet." George closed the book and looked at Jessie.
Jessie stuck out her tongue, "Well, I was wrong."
"It's getting late. I have to take Calvin away first, then I have to go to the kindergarten to pick up Arya."
After speaking, Violet gently patted Calvin on the shoulder, woke him up, took his hand and left the
hospital.
Back to the apartment with the two children, it was almost dark.
Violet parked the car and walked into the apartment building with holding two children.
Soon, the elevator arrived. As soon as the mother and the children stepped out of the elevator, they
saw the corridors full of cardboard boxes.
They were all stunned, not knowing what was going on.
At this moment, Stanley's apartment door was opened. Bella brought two tall men out of it, with her
back to Violet, pointing to the boxes and instructing, "Move in. Be careful. Don't get bumped."
"Yes." After the two men responded, they began to move the boxes.
Bella did not move, and counted the number of boxes there.
Violet squeezed the hands of the two children and yelled softly, "Bella."
Hearing her voice, Bella turned around. Seeing her and her two children, Bella was so happy, "Miss
Hunt."
Violet took the two children carefully avoiding the cardboard boxes and walked over, "Bella, why are
you here? And these cardboard boxes..."
"Oh, the villa is going to be renovated recently, so Mr. Murphy moved here first. These are all his
luggage." Bella wiped her hand on the apron and explained with a smile.
Violet was stunned.
Stanley wanted to move here. Depending on the number of these boxes, he would live here for a while.
Then her decision to stay away from him would become empty talk?
"Mommy, does this grandma mean that Uncle Murphy is coming back to live?" Arya pulled the corner of
Violet's clothes and asked with her head up.
Violet hadn't answered yet. Calvin rolled his eyes at Arya, "Stupid. Of course."
"Yes." Bella looked at Calvin lovingly. When she realized that the little girl called Violet Mommy just
now, she was shocked. Then she asked hurriedly, "Miss Hunt, this little girl is also your child?"
Violet touched Arya's head and replied with a smile, "Yes, I forgot to tell you last time that I gave birth to
twins, but because they are fraternal twins, they don't look alike."
"Oh." Bella put away the surprise and nodded.
"Well, we don't disturb you guys to move stuff. We have to go back first." Violet took out the key card,
swiped it on the door, and led the two children into the apartment.
After entering, she closed the door, and the smile on her face turned into worry.
When Calvin saw it, he stopped changing shoes, "Mommy, what's the matter with you?"
Arya also looked at Violet quickly.
Hearing the concern of the two children, Violet felt warm and laughed again, "Mommy is okay. I’m just
thinking about something. Don't worry. Go to play."
Seeing it really didn't look like something major had happened from Violet’s face, Calvin took Arya’s
hand and went back to the room to play with toys.
Violet looked at the backs of the two children bouncing around, eyes full of tenderness.
Forget it, just let Stanley move over.
She would figure out when he went out and when he came back, then avoided running into him. She
couldn't move out just to stay away from him, right?
Thinking about it, Violet sighed and shook her head, changed her shoes, and went to the kitchen to
prepare dinner.
While eating, the sound of renovations suddenly came through the door, like smashing a wall. It was
very noisy and didn't stop for a long time.
It wasn't until almost ten o'clock that outside the door was finally quiet, but the doorbell rang.
Violet knew who it was.
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