One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 248 TV Station

"Yes." Violet sat down opposite him, and then told him Ivan's purpose of looking for her.

After hearing it, Stanley stood up suddenly, "He has clues to the truth about the death of my parents?"

"He told me it himself. But I don't know whether he really has it or not until he gets the testament."

Violet shrugged her shoulders and told the truth.

Stanley clenched his fists on the desk.

The testament......

It turned out that before Grandpa committed suicide, he actually left a testament!

"Mr. Murphy, do you think I have to promise him?" Violet looked at Stanley.

Stanley pursed his lips, "Promise him. But don't tell him I already know all this."

"Okay." Violet nodded, feeling relieved.

Since he let her agree, it meant that after he found the testament, he would agree to give her a copy

and let her deal with Ivan.

At that time, she would not owe Ivan.

Thinking of this, Violet laughed, "Mr. Murphy, don't worry. I will definitely help you get clues about your

parents from Director Murphy."

When Stanley listened to her, his mood became a little better. Just as he was about to speak, the door

of the study was knocked. The voices of the two children came from outside.

"Mom, Dad, dinner is ready. Bella has cooked a lot of delicious dishes. Hurry up."

Stanley looked at Violet, "Let's go to eat first. I will find a way to find out the testament."

He also wanted to know what secrets were hidden in his grandfather's testament that made Ivan so

desperate to get it.

"Okay." Violet nodded, then got up and followed Stanley out.

After the meal, Violet took the two children back to her apartment and sent a text message to Ivan of

her decision.

Unexpectedly, Ivan actually gave her a time limit, asking her to find out the whereabouts of the

testament from Stanley within two months and then gave it to him.

Violet rubbed her temples and didn't reply.

Two months was not long, but not short. It should be enough for Stanley to find out the testament.

After thinking about it, she dropped her phone and was about to take a bath for the two children to rest.

The next day, Violet just came to the studio and didn't even put down the bag. Jessie asked with a

gossipy face, "How is it? Did you tell Mr. Murphy?"

"Yeah." Violet walked into the office and put down her bag.

Jessie followed her, "Then Mr. Murphy promised to give you a copy to deal with that Ivan?"

"No, but he should have agreed." Violet took off her small slim suit and hung it on the shelf.

"That's good. Then I can rest assured." Jessie patted her chest, and then handed Violet a contract.

"This is the cooperation contract of the program group. The lawyer has already seen it. There is no

problem. You can check it out, too."

"Okay." Violet reached out and accepted the contract, then opened it and looked at it.

After watching it, she didn't think there was any problem, so she signed her name on it and returned

the contract to Jessie, "Did the program group tell you when to record the variety show?"

"Half a month later. So we are going to be busy in this half month. We must design and produce a

batch of idol clothes before the first episode of the program starts." Jessie sat down and said.

Violet nodded seriously, "Got it. I will design the clothes as soon as possible, and the factory will leave

to you."

Jessie made an OK posture.

After Jessie left, Violet took a new design book and opened it, then called up those idols' information on

the computer. After determining their suitable style, she began to draw designs.

At noon, after lunch, Violet put on her bag again, took a taxi to the TV station, and prepared to measure

those idols on the spot, so that she could better make ready-made clothes.

More than half an hour later, she arrived at the TV station.

Violet got out of the taxi, checked it with the front desk, and took the elevator to the lounge where the

idols stayed.

Those idols had just finished recording an interview show and were waiting for her while resting inside.

"Hello!" Violet knocked on the open door.

A dozen young boys and girls inside heard her voice and looked at her one after another.

When the boys saw Violet who was so beautiful, their eyes lit up, but the girls were different. There

were envy and jealousy in their eyes.

"I am the costume designer of your variety show, to measure you guys." Violet walked in and spoke

actively.

The agents of these two groups stepped forward, "Are you Miss Hunt?"

"Yes." Violet nodded with a smile.

"Then I'll leave them to you." The agent made a gesture to invite her to come in.

Violet gave a hmm, took out the tape, and began to measure them.

The boys were very cooperative. Before Violet could go over, they stood straightly one by one,

spreading their arms.

Although the girls didn't cooperate so well, they didn't make things difficult for her. So after one hour,

Violet completed the work smoothly.

Then Violet said goodbye and planned to go back.

However, just as she walked out of the elevator and was about to walk to the gate of the TV station,

she suddenly saw the two familiar figures who were pulling each other.

It was Talia, and her lover, Nate.

Why were they here?

Violet frowned suspiciously, and then saw Talia crying into Nate's arms.

Violet was afraid of being discovered by them, and sneakered to the corner of the corridor next to her.

When she reached the corner, she leaned against the wall and secretly watched.

Not only watched, she also took out her mobile phone and secretly recorded the video.

"Nate, what should I do? Phoebe…" Talia cried very sadly as she grabbed Nate by the collar.

Nate looked at her impatiently, "Didn't I tell you that don't come here to find me? If others recognize

you, I won't be able to keep the job that I found so hard."

Hearing this, Violet figured it out.

It turned out that Nate worked on TV station.

Obviously, he was still a vagrant not long ago, but now he was an employee in a TV station now. Violet

didn't know if Talia helped him.

"How can you say such words!"

Talia looked at Nate with red eyes and reprimanded Nate, "Is your job more important than Phoebe?

Phoebe was bullied by a group of people. Now, she is still lying in the hospital with a lame leg. She will

be detained in the psychiatric hospital. What if she really becomes mentally ill, or she wants to commit

suicide!"

Nate patted the clothes that were wrinkled by Talia, "Why are you telling me this?"

Violet nodded.

She also wondered why Talia told Nate about Phoebe's affairs.

"Of course I asked you to think of a way to save Phoebe!" Talia replied loudly.

Nate's face became even more impatient, "Save? How can I save her? I'm just a small clerk. How can I

save her? Why don't you ask your husband, Eason, for help?" NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

"Eason is nobody now. The Hunt family is bankrupt. He is still being watched by Stanley. He doesn't

dare to do anything. If he didn't have some money in his hands, I would divorce him, but you are

different. Don’t you have a few brothers? You..."

"Stop!" Nate interrupted her, "I can't let my brothers be targeted by Mr. Murphy in order to save her!"

He had to rely on those brothers to make a living. How could he let them take risks?

"Nate!" Talia was so angry that her face was blushed. She roared, "How can you be like this? Phoebe

is also your daughter. How can you be so cruel!"