One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 223 Didn't Kidnap Her

Listening to his self-blame and rejoicing words, Violet could no longer control herself to calm down. She

threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

No one knew how scared she was when the van hit the barrier and fell off the cliff.

At that moment, she really felt that she was bound to die, but fortunately, she still survived.

Feeling the woman trembling in his arms, Stanley hugged her tightly and gently patted her back to

soothe her, "Cry out. Just cry out."

Violet buried her head on his chest and couldn't help crying.

After crying for too long, Violet gradually became quiet. Then the crying was completely gone.

Stanley looked down and found that she had fallen asleep tired of crying.

Stanley gently put her on the pillow, covered her with a quilt, got up and left the room. He went

downstairs to find the two special police officers.

"Mr. Murphy." Two special police officers greeted him.

"Where did you find her?" Stanley asked in a deep voice, wiping his wet shirt with his handkerchief.

One of the special police officers replied, "When we were searching, we heard a discussion from

nearby residents that a van fell from the mountain and fell into the river. Then we went to talk to the

residents and asked the residents to take us there. At that time, Miss Hunt was knocking on the window

in the van, so we rescued her."

Another special police officer added, "Fortunately, after the van fell into the river, the rear of the car

didn’t get into the water. Miss Hunt was at the rear of the car. The water in the van did not flood her,

otherwise she would drown like others in the van."

Stanley nodded suddenly.

He had to say that Violet had always been very lucky. Although she had gone through so many

hardships, she was able to turn the danger into a blessing every time, which was also God's favor.

"Are those few people drowned?" Stanley dropped his handkerchief.

"One is still alive, but his lungs have been filled with a lot of water. The captain has arranged a

helicopter to take him to the hospital. I don't know if he can survive." All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

"If he survives, tell me. I have a lot of questions to ask him." Stanley looked at the two and said.

"Of course. Mr. Murphy, we have to go to the river to help the captain salvage the van."

Stanley nodded.

After the two special police officers left, Stanley took out his cell phone and dialed out Fraser's number.

The phone was connected. Before he could speak, Fraser's voice sounded first. His tone was full of

anxiety, "Mr. Murphy, are you okay? I heard the special police captain say that you have jumped off the

cliff!"

"I'm fine." Stanley rubbed his eyebrows.

Fraser breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, well. How about Violet? How is she now?"

"She is fine. But she is very frightened. Now, she is asleep. I will send you a position in a moment.

Arrange my helicopter to pick us up." Stanley found a place to sit down and ordered.

"Got it." Fraser nodded.

Stanley asked again, "Did you catch Eason?"

"Yes, he’s locked up by me now." Fraser replied, "As for the court, President of the Branch has also

connected the court well, and the case about Phoebe will be postponed for two days."

"Good." Stanley nodded.

Two days should be enough for Violet to get out of this incident.

At the end of the call, Stanley put down his phone and waited patiently for the helicopter to arrive.

After waiting for about half an hour, the helicopter arrived and stopped in front of the residential

building, which attracted the attention of many residents.

Stanley went upstairs to hug Violet and boarded the helicopter.

Fraser gave some money to the residents who took in Violet before he boarded the helicopter.

The helicopter rose slowly and left here soon, flying directly to Henry's hospital.

Although Violet didn't have any injuries on her face, Stanley was still worried and was going to let

Henry check her.

After the check, Henry came out of the room. Stanley stepped forward and asked, "How is she?"

"She's okay, but her kidney hormones are a little too high. She’s frightened. Besides, her face is a little

swollen. Then there is nothing else. She should rest for two days and calm her mood." Henry took off

his gloves and said.

Stanley nodded slightly and felt relived. His tight face eased a lot.

Henry stood beside him, leaning against the wall like him, took out a box of cigarettes from his white

coat and shook out two of them, "Would you like one?"

Henry asked.

Stanley took a look, reached out and took one, then held it in his mouth.

Henry also lowered his head and held one, then took out the lighter, lit the cigarette for Stanley first,

and then lit his own cigarette.

Then Henry smoked, and asked, "What has Violet gone through again? Why is she so scared? Did you

guys go to a haunted house on a date?"

"No." Stanley spit out the smoke, flicking the ash, and replied with gloomy eyes, "She was kidnapped."

"Wha... cough, cough… What did you say?" Henry asked in a loud voice, choking on the smoke.

Some nurses and doctors passing by couldn't help but looked over curiously.

Stanley pinched the cigarette between his fingers, “Today is the day when Phoebe’s plagiarism case

was held. Eason refused to let her attend and sent someone to kidnap her.”

Immediately afterwards, he told Henry everything that happened after Violet was kidnapped.

After hearing it, Henry swallowed his saliva, "In such a dangerous situation, she actually survived, and

she’s so healthy, and didn't hurt at all. It's a pity that she didn't buy the lottery. Eason has gone too far

this time. Even if he doesn't like this daughter, he doesn’t have to do this, right?"

Originally, he thought that it was really too much that Eason spread rumors about Violet on the Internet.

Unexpectedly, he still underestimated Eason.

Stanley didn't speak and lowered his head. No one knew what he was thinking.

At this time, Fraser came over, "Mr. Murphy, Eason wants to see you."

"It's just right. I want to see him too." Stanley put out the cigarette and threw it at the top of the trash

can, then left.

After Fraser nodded to Henry, he quickly followed.

Eason was locked in the reception room of the Murphy Group.

As soon as Stanley entered, Eason greeted him, "Stanley, you’re finally here. You asked someone to

bring me here. What's the matter?"

He stayed here for at least a few hours, unable to leave, and unable to contact the outside world, which

made him panic.

He didn’t know what was going on in the court right now. Had Phoebe’s verdict come out? How many

years did Phoebe get sentenced!

Stanley took a step back, made some distance from Eason, and looked at him with gloomy eyes,

"Eason, you actually sent someone to kidnap Violet. You really opened my eyes!"

Hearing this, Eason was taken aback, "Kidnapping Violet? Stanley, what are you talking about? When

did I send someone to kidnap her?"

Stanley narrowed his eyes, "Still don't admit it? Didn't you send someone to stop Violet from going to

the court?"

Eason's eyes flashed with guilty conscience, "You...you know it?"

Stanley sneered, "For Phoebe, you kidnapped Violet to prevent her from going to court!"

"Stanley, I didn’t do it. I admit that I did send someone to stop her, but I didn't let anyone kidnap her. I

just let someone go to stare at her. When she went out, they just needed to block her at the door of the

house and prevented her from going out. I didn’t let them do anything else at all!" Eason spread his

hands and said seriously.