One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Violet asked while looking through the design drawings, "What magazine?"

"BASAR. It is a medium fashion magazine in the fashion circle." Jessie said, shrugging.

The so-called medium fashion magazine meant that it was not good, but not bad. Usually, small well-known models or third-tier and fourth-tier stars would go to shoot.

Violet put down the design drawings, "I've heard it. It's not bad, but the management is too pedantic, and the clothes they select every time are too moderate and do not conform to my aesthetics. I will not participate. Let Sherry and those designers go to participate. Their design style is quite consistent with that magazine."

"Okay, then I'll go tell them now." Jessie nodded and then went out.

Violet lowered her head again and continued to read the rest of the design drawings.

After reading these design drawings, it was time for off work.

Violet sent the design drawings to be revised, turned off the computer, got up and walked out of the office, ready to go to the kindergarten to pick up the children.

But as soon as she left the studio, the phone in her bag rang.

Violet continued to walk towards the elevator, taking out her mobile phone as she walked.

She took out her phone and saw that it was the detective's calling. Then she immediately answered, "Hey."

"Miss Hunt, I got all the hair you wanted." The detective said happily on the phone.

"So soon?" Violet opened her mouth in surprise.

The detective smiled, "They are not that kind of people with status, so it doesn't take much effort to get their hair."

"Well. Where are you? I'll come to find you." Violet said, pressing the elevator button.

The detective quickly told her an address.

Violet thought for a while and raised her eyebrows slightly. Wasn't this the cafe downstairs?

It turned out that he had already arrived.

Then she didn't need to go to find him.

Hanging up, Violet put the phone back in her bag and walked into the elevator.

A few minutes later, she came to the coffee shop.

The detective waved to Violet from a distance.

Violet nodded and walked over.

The waiter came over with the menu.

Violet ordered herself a cup of milk and another cup of coffee for the detective.

After the waiter left, Violet asked, "Where's the hair?"

"Here." The detective took out the four waterproof bags from the briefcase on the side and handed them to her.

Violet took them with both hands and saw the four waterproof bags with a label on each with the names of the four persons. She smiled, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. You paid me. It's my job." The detective waved his hand, expressing no worries.

Violet put them away. Then the waiter came up with milk and coffee.

Violet took a sip of the milk and asked, "How is Phoebe recently?"

"She was discharged from the hospital, but her condition was not very good. Her body was ruined, and she was crippled."

The detective stirred the coffee and said, "Moreover, the police already knew that she was pretending to be mentally ill. Her sentence was increased by two years. She should be returned to prison after she is discharged from the hospital, but the police didn't plan to bring her back, as if they were going to let her stay in the mental hospital."

Hearing this, Violet was not surprised at all.

Stanley had already told her about this. Because of his discussion with the police, Phoebe didn't have to go back to prison.

But Phoebe's days in the mental hospital would definitely not be as good as a prison.

"I see. You don't need to monitor Phoebe anymore, but I want you to check Talia and Nate. I want to know everything about their past." Violet put down the milk cup and said.

The detective nodded with a smile, "Don't worry. As long as the money is in place, everything is okay."

After speaking, he drank up the coffee, got up and left.

Violet didn't rush away, but drank the milk slowly. Then she got up and went to the cashier to check out.

In the evening, dinner was eaten in Violet's apartment.

The two children wanted to eat hot pot, so Violet bought a lot of vegetables and made a hot pot for the two children.

Stanley also ate here. He had never eaten hot pot before. Because of the spicy food, his face was flushed. More than that, his eyes were bloodshot.

He rarely ate spicy food, which was why he became like this.

"Drink some water." Violet gave Stanley a glass of ice water with a smile.

Stanley put down his chopsticks, took it, and took a few sips before reluctantly suppressing the tingling sensation in his mouth.

"Is it better?" Violet asked while looking at him.

Stanley rubbed his temples, "It's better."

Violet laughed again when she saw him like this. Then she picked up some vegetables and put them in boiled water and rinsed off the red oil on them. Then she put it in his bowl, "Eat this. It's not spicy." Stanley looked at the food she had picked up for him. He felt warmed suddenly, "Okay."

After the meal, the two children pulled Stanley and asked him to accompany them to play with building blocks, while Violet did the dishes in the kitchen.

When she was doing the dishes, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. Then, a pair of arms stretched out from behind, reached to her waist, and hugged her.

Violet stiffened slightly for a moment. Her dishwashing movements slowed down. Obviously, she was not used to being embraced by someone like this, but she did not break free. Instead, she leaned back and leaned against on his chest.

Seeing this, Stanley held the woman in his arms tighter, and even put his chin on her shoulder, "Fraser said you agreed to be with me so you kissed me. He is right."

Violet looked down and chuckled, "So you just wanted to test what he said is true, then you came to hug me?"

Stanley said in a low voice, "Tomorrow, I will give him a bonus."

Violet laughed, "You indeed give him the bonus. If it wasn't for him to remind you, would you not think of this?" "Maybe." Stanley nodded.

Violet turned her head and looked at him.

Her appearance was already extremely gorgeous and amazingly beautiful, but now seeing her, Stanley felt she was so attractive.

Stanley's eyes darkened. Before Violet turned her head away, he raised an arm from her waist, held her chin, and lowered his own head to kiss her.

Violet was stunned for a while, then twisted uncomfortably and gently pushed him away with her elbow. She blushed and then said, "What are you doing? We're in the kitchen. I'm still doing the dishes."

She waved her hands which had foam.

Now that they were in love, she would not refuse to kiss.

But he also had to pay attention to the occasion and location.

However, Stanley didn't care about it. He looked down at her shy face. Then his Adam's apple moved slightly, "It's okay. Wash it later."

After speaking, he turned her around, held the back of her head, and kissed her again.

"Um..." Violet blinked, eyes full of helplessness.

This man was too eager.

But this time, Violet didn't push the man away anymore. She raised her hands to hold his neck, and began to respond to him.

The foam on her hand dissipated one by one and turned into drops of water, dripping on the man's neck. The cooling feeling made man's body become tense. But he still didn't let Violet let go, and kissed more passionately.

The two children came to the kitchen hand in hand and were stunned when they saw the kissing parents. Their eyes and mouths widened open.

After a while, Arya pointed to Violet and Stanley, "Brother, what are Mommy and Dad eating?"DD