One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 344 The Plan Went Well

Maybe Violet's acting skills were really good. Ivan really didn't see anything weird. He let go of her face, Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

and got up.

Violet breathed a sigh of relief, quickly got up from the sofa, ran to the door with a swish, distanced

herself away from him, and stared at him vigilantly.

However, in Ivan's eyes, her defensive appearance was like a small animal, which amused Ivan. He

was in a good mood and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Violet pursed her red lips tightly.

Ivan finally put on his glasses, "Nothing. It’s just you’re so cute."

Hearing this, Violet frowned tightly, "Director Murphy, can I treat your words as a harass?"

"How can it be a harass? I'm just complimenting you. Violet, you are the most interesting woman I have

ever seen. I really regret it now." Ivan pushed his glasses with regret.

Violet looked at him suspiciously, "Regret?"

"Yes, I regret not showing up at the hotel five years ago to stop you, otherwise we might be together

now." Ivan sighed.

Violet showed a mocking smile. Just when she was about to speak, Ivan spoke again, "Speaking of

which, Violet, you can be with Stanley together. It is all my credit."

"Huh?" Violet was stunned, "Your credit?"

"Yes." Ivan approached her, "Five years ago, I drugged Stanley that you could have sex with Stanley.

Do you want to thank me?"

Violet was indeed surprised.

It turned out that Ivan was the one who drugged Stanley.

But without Ivan's trick, she and Stanley would definitely not have had anything back then. Maybe she

would really be raped by the old man Phoebe arranged.

But thank Ivan?

Violet snorted. Forgive her that she couldn't do it.

"Director Murphy, since I have already told you what I knew, can I leave now?" Violet put her hand

behind her back and quietly held the doorknob, ready to open the door at any time.

Ivan shrugged, "Of course you can, but I hope that Stanley will not know we met."

Violet looked at him for a few seconds, then she agreed, opened the door and went out.

The two bodyguards outside the door watched Violet come out with messy hair. They asked with

concerns, "Mrs. Murphy, are you okay?"

Violet waved her hand, "I'm fine. Let's go."

After speaking, she walked towards the elevator.

The two bodyguards looked at the room next to them, and then hurriedly followed.

On the way to the company, Violet dialed Stanley's phone number.

Stanley's low and hoarse voice came, "Have you finished meeting Ivan?"

"Yeah." Violet pinched her eyebrows with one hand.

"Did he do anything to you?" Stanley asked, frowning.

Violet recalled the scene of Ivan pressing her on the sofa. A guilty conscience flashed in her eyes. She

lowered her head and tried her best to make her voice sound natural, "No."

She couldn't tell him about Ivan's bad behavior towards her.

If she told him, he would come to Ivan directly. Then the plan would fail.

Stanley couldn't see Violet's face, so he didn't know that she was lying to him. He asked again, "That's

good. Have you told him those things?"

"Yeah, he seems to believe it. So next, he will go to L Country." Violet looked at the road in front of her,

turned the steering wheel, and then replied seriously.

Stanley pursed his thin lips, "I see. Leave the rest to me. I will let him unable to return to J City."

That night, during the meeting with Fraser, he thought of many places where the will might be, and

Fraser sent people to find these places, but there was no will at all.

So he asked Violet to tell Ivan that it would be in L Country, in order to lie Ivan out of J City. Since then,

Sam had no helper. Stanley could also deal with Sam.

Thinking of what Sam had done to him, Stanley tightened the hand which was holding the phone

suddenly. His face was so gloomy.

Even though Violet couldn't see him at the moment, she could still feel that he was in a bad mood, so

she asked with concern, "Stanley, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm okay." Stanley's eyes flashed slightly. He recovered his emotions, and answered.

Violet nodded, "Well. I'll hang up first."

"Okay." Stanley nodded.

Violet hung up the phone, put the phone on the passenger seat, and continued to drive to the company.

After arriving at the company, she saw Jessie waving to her, "Violet, Aimee is here."

Violet smiled, "Okay, I get it."

In the past half month, Aimee came here almost every two days. Not only did she know Violet better,

she also became friends with Jessie.

"Aimee!" Violet opened the door of her office and went in, shouting to the people inside.

Aimee was looking at the design drawing. Hearing the voice, she turned her head, "You are finally here.

Come on quickly."

"What's wrong?" Seeing her beckoning, Violet walked over curiously.

Aimee put the design drawing in her hand on the desk, "This is the design drawing. I just looked at it. I

always think something wrong, but I can't tell. Help me check it."

Violet looked at the design drawing with the necklace on the desk and narrowed her pretty eyes. "There

is something wrong."

"Yeah." Aimee bit her lip, "How could this happen? I have always been confident in my design. I don't

know how I can draw a design that violates the sense of harmony, so help me see what's wrong."

Violet smiled and said, "You are a jewelry designer. Even you don't know, how can I know?"

"It's because I'm a jewelry designer, so I can’t see it clearly. But you’re different. Maybe you can see

something different." Aimee said, and stuffed the design into Violet's hands.

Violet couldn't help but walked to the desk with the design drawing and sat down, then looked at it.

Then, she frowned.

After a while, Violet suddenly realized something. She opened the drawer, and found a design drawing

of the dress from inside.

The dress actually matched this jewelry design so well. At first glance, it was a series and it was

matching.

"I see." Violet finally understood what was wrong with Aimee's design.

Aimee leaned forward and asked, "Where?"

"Here." Violet pointed at her design and then at Aimee’s design, "Didn't we decide that we should

design two patterns separately? Why do you design similar to mine?"

After being reminded like this, Aimee finally reacted and patted her forehead, "Oh, I forgot. We decided

before that we had to design two different patterns, but later when I drew, I forgot it."

Violet shook her head, "Well, modify it quickly."

"Okay." Aimee nodded, and then began to modify the design.

Violet also took out the other four dress designs and checked them one by one.

Since ten days ago, she and Aimee determined the style of the little princess. In these ten days, she

and Aimee had already drawn up the design drawings, and waited for the little princess to look at it.

"Aimee, did you contact the little princess?" Violet put down the designs and asked.

Aimee immersed herself in work, "No, but I will contact her in a while."

"Okay." Violet handed her the design drawings.

After all, it was Aimee who was responsible to contact the little princess. Besides, it was her who sent

the design drawings to the little princess.

Aimee finished. After finding that there was no problem with her design, she smiled happily, "Done! I’m

a genius."

"Okay, send them quickly." Violet looked at her, feeling funny.

Aimee immediately took some photos of design drawings and sent them out. After that, her phone

rang.