"They're innocent in the matter of shutting me down and beating you up, but not in the other matters;
Stephanie used to smear oil on the bottom of another model's heels in a runway show, causing that
model to break her leg and ruin her modeling career."
"What?" Linda's mouth opened wide in surprise, "I can't believe this is happening."
Violet nodded, "It was said by the organizer. Amy took her assistant's design for herself and put her
name on it, so the organizer did not agree to let them back to the competition, but let them stay in jail."
"So that's what they deserve." Linda bristled.
"Well, I'm going to go upstairs and make a phone call." Violet put down her cup and stood up.
Linda uttered, "To Mr. Murphy, right?"
Violet blinked, not denying it.
In the room, she dialed Stanley's number and told him about the meeting.
Stanley nodded slightly after hearing that, "Good."
Anyway, as long as Phoebe was in his hands, he wasn't overly concerned about what happened to the
others.
"By the way, Phoebe's hair is already in hand." Stanley told Violet.
Violet nodded, "I know, has it been sent for identification?"
"Yes, I will have the result in three days." Stanley nodded his head.
Violet smiled, "There's no rush, even if I get the results now, I'm not going to tell Eason, it's not time
yet."
Although Stanley was curious as to when exactly she was referring to, he didn't ask if she didn't say.
After all, when it was time, it was natural to be known.
"By the way, Eason called me yesterday." Stanley said.
Violet wrinkled her brow, "What did he want with you? Is it about Phoebe?"
"Yes, he wanted me to leave Phoebe alone, but I didn't see him, it was Fraser who came to meet him."
Stanley replied.
Violet nodded, "You did the right thing."
"'Apart from that, there's another thing I want to tell you, and it's about Eason, after all, he's your
father." Stanley pursed his lips.
Violet cocked her head in confusion, "What is it?"
"Yesterday when Fraser met Eason, Eason fainted, so Fraser took him to the hospital and checked out
that something was wrong with Eason's body." Stanley said.
Violet narrowed her eyes, "He has a terminal illness?"
"No, he's poisoned." Stanley shook his head.
Violet was surprised, "What? Poisoned?"
"Well, the doctor checked that he has a chronic poison in his body that will slowly weaken his nerves
and body, and he'll end up dying quietly." Stanley said in a deep voice.
Violet sucked in a breath of cold air, "How could he be poisoned like that?"
"I had Fraser check it out and it was Talia who put it on him."
Talia was just an ordinary woman after all, vicious but stupid.
There was nothing hidden about what she did, and once he checked it, he could find out that she did it.
"Talia?" Violet raised her eyebrows.
Stanley raised his chin, "That's right, according to Fraser's investigation, she wanted to kill Eason and
inherit Eason's estate. That kind of medicine was given to her by Nate, and the idea was also given by
Nate, because this method was the safest."
That kind of medicine slowly did harm to Eason's spirit and body, allowing Eason's body to decay day
by day, and then to outsiders, it would appear that he was seriously ill and would not bother to think
that he had been poisoned.
Even Eason himself would not know that he had been poisoned, and even if he ended up dying, he
would not know that he had been poisoned and would think that he had really died of illness.
"Well, Talia and Nate can't help but want to be together brightly already." Violet mocked.
Stanley rubbed his temples, "Are you going to tell Eason?"
"Why should? I hate Eason, and I believe that Steven will make the same choice as me when he finds
out, and I've never believed that my mom died by accident, I've always believed that my mom's death
is related to Eason and Talia, I just don't have any proof." Violet said with a cold face.
Stanley nodded, "Whatever choice you make, I'll support you."
Violet's heart warmed, "Thank you, I thought you would think I was cold-blooded."
"No, if it were me, I would have made the same choice as you." Stanley said.
Violet smiled, "Good, it means we really are a natural pair."
Stanley's thin lips hooked up as well.
"By the way, you didn't tell Eason, did you?" Violet suddenly asked.
Stanley shook his head, "No, I only let Fraser to tell him that he had passed out from anger, and he
believed it."
"That's good." Violet breathed a sigh of relief.
"But I've asked Fraser to gather the evidence of Talia's poisoning."
"That's as it should be, even though I'm not saving Eason, I don't want to see Talia get away with it.
How long can Eason live?" Violet asked again.
Stanley slowly spat out two words, "Six months."
Violet smiled, "Then hand in the evidence five months later, by that time Eason should be bedridden,
I'm sure he'll be amused to know he's been poisoned by Talia."
Then at that time, she would tell him about Talia cuckolding him, and maybe he could even be pissed
off himself.
She had no proof that her mother was killed by them, but she could avenge her mother, too.
"Mr. Murphy." At this time, Fraser pushed open the door to Stanley's office and entered, his face full of
anxiety.
Violet heard it, "Stanley, if you have something to do, go ahead, we'll talk next time."
"Ok." Stanley nodded in agreement.
The call ended and he put the phone down, looking up at the gasping Fraser, "What is it?"
"Ivy ran away!" Fraser shouted.
Stanley's pupils flinched, "What? She ran away?"
"Yes." Fraser nodded.
Stanley's face was grim, "Where are the people guarding the villa?"
"It's not about them, it's ......"
"Say it!" Stanley stood up, his breath cold and freezing around him.
Fraser took a deep breath, "It was Dr. Baxter who did it."
"Henry?" Stanley's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Yes, Dr. Baxter excused himself to see Ivy, and then took the opportunity to take Miss Ellis away."
Fraser scratched his hair.
He was so shocked when he learned the news.
Dr. Baxter actually had the audacity to go against Mr. Murphy. Did he really think that Mr. Murphy
wouldn't blame him for being close friends with him for years?
Stanley's fists clenched up, his face grim, "Where is Henry now?"
"At the hospital, after I learned that he had taken Ivy away, I immediately sent someone to track them
down, and finally found out that Dr. Baxter had returned to the hospital, but there was no sign of Miss
Ellis." Fraser lowered her head.
The corners of Stanley's mouth curved up into a cool curve, "Go to the hospital."
"Yes." Fraser nodded.
About half an hour later, they arrived at the hospital.
Stanley opened the door to Henry's office directly and entered.
Henry was sitting in his chair, and when he saw Stanley enter, his eyes flickered without the slightest
surprise, as if he had known Stanley was coming back.
"Stanley, you're here." Henry smiled at Stanley.
Stanley walked over, "Where's Ivy?"
Henry lowered his eyes, "Sit down and have a talk first."
"I'm asking you, where's Ivy?" Stanley kicked at his desk, knocking it off course.
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