A trace of surprise flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes before she realized something and asked
tentatively, “Miss, are you Mr. Murphy's wife?”
“Yes.” Violet nodded, and then asked rhetorically, “Madam, how do you know Stanley?”
An ordinary woman in a civilian district, by definition, couldn't know Stanley.
But she had guessed Violet identity directly through Calvin, which was a surprise to her.
It seemed that this middle-aged woman was not simple.
The middle-aged woman lowered her eyelids, seemingly torn about something, and after a few
seconds, she suddenly cried, “Mrs. Murphy, I beg you, save my daughter.”
“What?” Violet was confused.
Weren't they talking about how she knew Stanley? What was going on?
Calvin suddenly remembered something and pulled the corner of Violet's shirt, “Mommy, he has the
same last name as Vera Chambers?”
Hearing that, Violet's face changed, “So you guys are ......”
“Yes, Vera Chambers is my daughter and is Jason's sister.” The middle-aged woman Miranda took
Jason's hand.
Jason didn't know what was happening, and bewilderment was revealed on his little face.
Violet's face turned embarrassed as she took the two children's hands, “Calvin, Arya, let's go!”
She really didn't expect that they were actually Vera's family.
For the family of a woman who had nearly killed her twice, she thought there was no need to make
acquaintance.
However, as Violet and the two children were to leave, Miranda suddenly fell out of her wheelchair and
sat down on the floor.
But Miranda didn't bother with her appearance and hurriedly reached out her hand to stop Violet, “Wait
a minute, Mrs. Murphy, you misunderstood, my daughter didn't kill you. She was wrongly accused, she
took the blame for someone else!”
“What?” Violet's pupils shrank as she jerked to a halt and turned back, “She took the blame for
someone else?”
Miranda nodded repeatedly with tears in her eyes, “Yes, my daughter is innocent. She only took the
blame for others for our sake.”
Seeing that Miranda wasn't lying, Violet held her forehead, only to feel her mind in a state of confusion.
She needed to sort it out.
A few months back, Vera almost drowned her in the bathroom, but she got lucky and was saved by two
women who came in to use the bathroom.
Later, Vera broke the elevator again and tried to get her killed, but still didn't succeed, and then she
was absconded before being caught.
But now Vera's mother exclaimed that Vera didn't do any of these things and that she was taking the
blame for someone else.
Violet only felt her scalp tingle and a cold air came up from her back.
If that was true, the real murderer had not been caught yet.
“Madam, what is going on here?” Violet helped Miranda up.
What happened next was not for a few kids to hear.
Violet asked the kids to go into the car.
Only Violet and Miranda were left outside.
Miranda wiped her tears and after stabilizing her emotions, she spoke, “Actually, on the day my
daughter was arrested, I felt like the whole world collapsed, the police officer said that my daughter
went to kill Mr. Murphy’s woman, that is, you, Mrs. Murphy, under jealousy, but it is impossible because
...... “
“Because of what?” Violet looked at her.
Miranda sobbed, “Because my daughter doesn’t like Mr. Murphy, but the boy from the Wong family, so
she would not have tried to kill you because of jealousy, but my daughter didn't explain and didn't want
me to complain, so she was sentenced.”
“So you feel she didn't do it, but you don't know she was convicted, right?” Violet narrowed her eyes.
Miranda nodded, “That's right, until last month when I went to see her in prison, she asked me if the
debt collectors were still coming for us. You should know that our family used to be rich, right?”
“I know.” Violet responded.
So when she saw Miranda just now, she felt that she was elegant.
“After our family went bankrupt, we owed a lot of money that we simply couldn't pay back, so those
people often came to our door to urge us to pay back the money, and even said they would kill us.”
Miranda smiled mournfully, “That's why Vera took the blame.”
“The real murderer promised to help Vera pay off your debts?” Violet wrinkled her brow.
“Yes, so she agreed to take the blame, that's why she asked me last month if the debt collectors were
still coming.”
“Did they come?” Violet asked.
A hint of hatred surfaced on Miranda's face, “Of course, because the murderer didn't pay our debts,
that's why Vera told me the truth when she found out. I always wanted to save Vera, but I didn't know
how until I saw you today.”
Saying that, she grabbed Violet's hand, “Mrs. Murphy, for the sake that Vera is innocent, help me, save
my daughter, please, please!”
She sobbed uncontrollably.
Violet sighed, “I know, I'll help, the murderer is still out there, probably still waiting for the chance to kill
me. I can't let it go, once the real murderer is caught, your daughter will naturally be released.”
“Thank you, thank you!” Miranda was grateful.
Violet drew her hand back, “Your daughter dealt with it, so she should know something the murderer. I
want to go see your daughter tomorrow.”
“Okay, I'll apply for a visit tomorrow using my identity.” Miranda said.
Violet took out her own business card from her bag, “Call me when it is done and I'll go over there right
away.”
“Ok.” Miranda held the business card tightly in her hand like a treasure.
Violet then drove off in her car, taking the two children with her.
On the way, she kept a heavy heart.
She didn't realize that the real murderer was still on the loose.
She suddenly remembered when she first met Vera when she was arrested, and wondered if a girl with
a soft and innocent appearance could really be a murderer. It always felt like something wasn't right.
Now she knew that her instincts were right at the time.
Also, the one who burned down her warehouse and ran over George and Calvin appeared to be this
same person.
How could she have so many enemies?
All along the way, Violet didn't say anything.
The two children, seeing that she was pondering, did not disturb her.
After Violet sent the two children upstairs, she came to the kitchen, “Bella, I want to know where
Stanley lives?”
Bella turned around when she heard Violet’s question, “You want to see him?”
“I have something to say to him.” Violet replied.
Bella thought Violet wanted to continue talking to Stanley about last night, so she gave Violet the
address.
Anyway, he did not prevent her from telling Violet.
Violet got the address and smiled gratefully at Bella, “Thank you, Bella, I'll go find him now, please look
after the two kids.”
“Don't worry, Mrs. Murphy, I'll take care of them.” Bella nodded her head.
Violet turned away and drove off.
An hour later, she got the place where Stanley lived.
Violet stepped out of the elevator and smoothly found Stanley's door, then rang the doorbell.
The door opened soon and Ivy asked suspiciously, “Who is it?”
“Why are you here?” Violet looked at Ivy and her face changed as a wave of anger rose up in her heart.
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