One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

"It should be the lady who suspected that she had entered the wrong suite back then, so she came here to check it." The manager replied.

"What do you mean by entering the wrong suite?" Stanley instantly narrowed his eyes.

The manager scratched his head, "The number of that lady's suite that year ended up 6, and Mr. Murphy's suite that year ended up 9, but the 9 was loose at the time and became 6, so that the lady read the wrong number and went into your room."

Fraser gasped, "It's not right. Since it was the lady who entered the wrong room was Mr. Murphy's real savior. But why did Mr. Murphy see Phoebe after waking up? Did Phoebe also enter the wrong room?" "Eason said that Phoebe entered the wrong room. But we can only check it then know what is going on. Go to the monitoring room!" Stanley raised his chin towards the manager.

The manager hurriedly led the way.

The three came to the monitoring room. The manager let the staff play the monitoring of that year.

However, after the staff tapped the keyboard. His face became confused, "Manager, the monitoring of the year was deleted by others!"

"What?" The manager's eyes widened in astonishment, "It was deleted by others?"

"Yes, it was indeed deleted, and it was deleted completely and can't be recovered. It should be a hacker." The staff nodded.

The manager looked at Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, this..."

Stanley was very angry, "Very good. It seems that some people don't want me to find the person who really saved me back then."

"I think so too, but why on earth? It's just your savior. Why did they spend a lot of efforts? Is it possible that there is something else we don't know is involved in this?" Fraser guessed by touching his chin. When Stanley heard this, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes. He said, "Maybe you're right. There are indeed things that we don't know are happening here. The more the people behind the scene erase al of this, the more I have to find it out. Ask the front desk to check the occupancy records of Suite 3,606 that year to see if they still have the records?"

Stanley looked at the manager.

The manager responded, took out the intercom and called the front desk.

About a few minutes later, a reply from the front desk came, "No!"

It was also deleted.

Stanley didn't have many surprises about this. He had already guessed that this would be the result.

Even two months ago, the trace of the woman who came here to get the surveillance and was suspected to his savior might have been deleted.

"Mr. Murphy, what should we do now? All clues are broken." Fraser asked with a sigh.

Stanley said, "No. It was Ivan who gave me the medicine back then. Phoebe was next to me when I woke up, and Eason is the insider. These three people must know what happened back then, and maybe it's one of these three who erased all of this. Send someone to keep an eye on them. Report to me if there is any news."

"Got it." Fraser nodded.

Stanley pinched his eyebrows wearily.

At this moment, his phone rang suddenly.

Stanley took out the phone, then answered, "What's the matter?"

"Stanley, Violet is awake. Do you want to come and have a look?" Henry's voice came with a grin.

Stanley's face suddenly eased a lot. His voice was no longer so cold, "Okay, I'll come over right away."

After speaking, he hung up the phone, left the hotel, and drove to the hospital by himself.

As for Fraser, he took a taxi back to the company and arranged someone to monitor Ivan and the others.

An hour later, Stanley arrived at the hospital.

Stanley pushed open the door of the ward and went in. The two people inside immediately looked towards the door.

"Oh, here it is." Henry slowly got up from the chair and greeted Stanley.

Violet also supported herself, sat up from the hospital bed, and greeted, "Mr. Murphy."

Stanley nodded lightly at her and looked at her.

Her face was still a little pale, but it was much better than when she was at the resident's house before, which made Stanley's tight heart relax a bit.

"What are you doing here?" Stanley withdrew his gaze from Violet and looked at Henry dissatisfied.

Henry raised his eyebrows and pushed his glasses, "Well, I'm leaving now and won't disturb the world of you two."

With that said, he sorted his white coat and walked out with the medical record folder.

Only Violet and Stanley were left in the ward.

Violet was a little embarrassed by Henry's words. When she suddenly remembered the kiss Stanley had given her not long ago, her face flushed. She lowered her eyelids to dare not look at him. Although she and he had kissed, and even had a more intimate night, it was all accidental.

This time, it was different. It was Stanley who kissed her on the initiative. She didn't know what he meant.

"Do you feel better?" Stanley suddenly said, interrupting Violet's thoughts.

Violet nodded hurriedly, "I'm better."

Stanley walked to the seat where Henry was just sitting, "Good. Take a good rest these two days. President of the Branch has told the court, and the court will be held two days later."

Hearing this, Violet blinked in surprise, "Have you already told President of the Branch, Mr. Murphy?"

Stanley raised his chin without comment.

"Thank you, Mr. Murphy." Violet smiled gratefully, "And thank you for coming to rescue me in time. If it weren't for you, I don't know where those people would take me, let alone what I would experience. Thank you."

After speaking, she lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to bow to Stanley.

Seeing her actions, Stanley stretched out his hand to press her on the shoulders, and pushed her back to the hospital bed, "You don't need to be like this. Just lie down."

He was so strong that Violet had no choice but to lie back again.

After that, she thought of something and asked, "By the way, Mr. Murphy, how are those people?"

Stanley knew that she was asking about the people who kidnapped her. His eyes narrowed, "Dead. Only one is still alive. I don't know if he can be saved."

Hearing this, Violet opened her eyes wide and gasped.

Dead...

In the same van, everyone else died, but only she survived unscathed, showing how lucky she was.

"Eason is screwed up!" Violet clenched her fists and said coldly, "Not only did he commit the crime of kidnapping, but he also indirectly killed several people, either life sentence or death sentence." "No." Stanley shook his head and vetoed her words.

Violet stared at him blankly.

He calmly stared at her, "Those people were indeed sent by Eason, but Eason's original intention was not to kidnap you, but to prevent you from going to court. In other words, not only did those people take Eason's money, but also took other people's money to kidnap you."

"So you mean, it was not Eason who kidnapped me, but another person?" Violet tightened up, only feeling frightened.

Stanley nodded slightly, "Yes, that's what I meant."

Violet lowered her head, "Could it be her again?"

"Who?" Stanley asked immediately after hearing this.

Violet bit her lower lip, "It's that woman who hit Calvin by the car, burned down my warehouse, and bribed the paid Internet trolls to slander me on the Internet."

Except for that woman, she couldn't think of anyone else.

Stanley pursed his lips, "Maybe it's her."

"It's so disgusting! What hatred or resentment do I have with her? She wants to deal with me like this!" Violet was so angry that she thumped the bed.

One Vera was not enough, and other women came out again.

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