One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 238 Phoebe Ran Away

"Yes, he thought it was me who told my parents the whereabouts of his parents, and my parents

notified those people. No matter how we explain it, he doesn't believe it."

Jessie covered her face in pain, "Actually, when his parents were killed, the murderer called my

parents, but it was too late when my parents rushed there. Only his parents’ bodies were on the scene,

and there was no murderer. Then, George came back."

Violet hugged Jessie’s trembling body, "I probably understand it. The people who killed George’s

parents deliberately called your parents over in order to make George misunderstand that it was your

parents who killed his parents, letting George hate you."

"Yes, everyone can see this clearly, but George, who is blinded by hatred, doesn't want to believe it."

Jessie cried.

Violet patted her back comfortably, "What happened then? How was George?"

"Later, George stayed in the mental hospital for three years." Jessie wiped away tears, "Because there

were some problems with George’s mental when he saw the corpses of his parents. He almost had a

split personality. But it still didn’t success. However, there are also drawbacks, which is that he can’t be

stimulated. Once he’s stimulated, he will become extreme."

Hearing this, Violet couldn't help but thought of the appearance of George that she had seen on the

monitoring at the time. It was indeed very crazy and extreme.

"So in order to restrain his mental illness, George took both brain and psychology studies after he

came out of the psychiatric hospital." Jessie sighed.

"It turns out that this is why he can hypnotize." Violet nodded slightly, expressing that she understood.

She felt sympathy for George's past.

Because Jessie told these secrets, her mind relaxed a lot, and then she fell asleep on the desk.

Violet looked at her tired face and sighed. After covering her with a coat, Violet went out lightly.

In the evening, Violet wore a black dress and drove to Century Hotel to participate in the exhibition of

Dillan.

When she arrived, there were already many people at the exhibition. They were all invited designers

and well-known connoisseurs.

Violet stepped forward and greeted some designers and connoisseurs she knew, and then went to visit

Dillan’s works.

Dillan’s design style was very similar to hers. She planned to take photos of all the works and to study

them carefully. She believed she would definitely improve her design level.

Just as Violet was taking pictures, a figure suddenly appeared beside her, "When did you come?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Violet was scared and pressed the shutter suddenly. Then the picture was

blurred.

But she didn't care. After deleting the photo, she put down the phone and looked to her side. Seeing

the handsome and cold face of the man, she said in surprise, "Mr. Murphy, are you back?"

Stanley nodded slightly, "I just got off the plane."

"Well." Violet nodded. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

At this moment, the phone in her hand rang suddenly.

Violet saw that it was someone from the detective office. She frowned, and then smiled at Stanley

again, "Excuse me, Mr. Murphy. I have to answer the phone first."

Stanley noticed her movement just now, knowing that this call must be very important. So he did not

say anything, and then signaled that she could go to answer the call.

In order not to disturb others watching the works, Violet walked away a little while holding the phone

and walked to a place with few people. Then she put the phone to her ear to answer, "Hello, Detective

Wong, it there some news about Phoebe?"

"Yes, half an hour ago was the relaxing time for the patients in the mental hospital. I found that all the

patients had gone to the garden, but Phoebe did not go, so I went to Phoebe’s room to check, and then

found that Phoebe was not there."

"Not there?" Violet squinted, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Stanley, who was not far away, had been paying attention to her. Seeing her serious appearance, he

pursed his thin lips. Then he couldn't help walking over, "What's wrong?"

Violet didn't expect that he would come. She shook her head at him, signaling that she would tell him

later.

Stanley understood, lifted his chin, and did not ask any more. But he kept his eyes fixed on her mobile

phone.

On the other end of the phone, Detective Wong replied with some shame, "It means that she may have

left the mental hospital temporarily. I'm sorry, Miss Hunt. I didn’t notice it in time."

Violet pinched her eyebrows and didn't mean to blame him, "Never mind. You are not omnipotent, but

why do you say that she temporarily left the mental hospital?"

Detective Wong pushed the glasses, "Because I have just checked her check-in information. It has not

been cancelled. Her mother, Talia, is still there, so I speculate that Phoebe should leave here

temporarily."

"Temporarily..." Violet squeezed her mobile phone, "It seems that she is pretending to be crazy.

Detective Wong, continue to stay there. If Phoebe goes back, immediately notify me!"

"Okay." Detective Wong nodded in response.

Violet put down the phone. Stanley frowned and asked, "What happened to Phoebe?"

Violet looked up at him, "Phoebe pretended to be mentally ill in order to avoid imprisonment. The prison

transferred her to a psychiatric hospital. In order to collect evidence of her pretending to be ill, I asked a

detective to monitor her. I did not expect that the detective told me Phoebe escaped from the

psychiatric hospital just now."

"Really?" Stanley's face sank.

"Yeah, in order not to go to jail, she can do everything now." Violet rubbed her temples, "But what I

want to know most now is where Phoebe has gone and what else is she going to do?"

"I'll let Fraser check it." Stanley took out his cell phone and contacted Fraser.

Violet didn't stop him. Because it was a good thing for her to find Phoebe earlier.

Phoebe was like a time bomb now. Who knew what she would do?

As she was thinking, she suddenly heard some excited voices coming from the front, "Dillan is here."

Then Violet's eyes lightened immediately. She tiptoed and stretched her neck to look forward.

A tall handsome old man who was surrounded by a group of people came down from the second floor

with a smile on his face.

After coming down, he waved his hand in response to the enthusiasm of everyone, while looking

around, as if looking for something.

Finally, the handsome old man looked at Violet, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and walked over

here.

Violet's heartbeat speeded up suddenly. She couldn't help but swallowed her saliva, grabbed the man's

arm next to her, and said with excitement, "I... I'm not dreaming, right? Dillan seems to be coming to

me."

Stanley looked down at her hand which were holding his arm. Then he couldn't help but chuckled

lightly, "You didn't dream. He did come over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dillan stopped in front of the two of them.

He looked at Stanley, stretched out his hand, and spoke in language of H Country, "Mr. Murphy, long

time no see!"

"Long time no see!" Stanley shook hands with Dillan.

After that, Dillan looked at Violet next to Stanley, "This young lady is..."

Violet was stunned for a moment. Even her excitement in seeing her idol reduced a lot.

Weird! Dillan didn't know her?

Since he didn’t know her, why would he give her an invitation to come to the exhibition tonight?