One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

George smiled at the specimen in front of him with an eerily cold and merciless smile, and his voice was somewhat sorrowful as he replied, "Of course he was sent to the place where he should be." "The place to go?" Violet froze for a moment, "Prison?"

George didn't answer anymore, the corners of his mouth pulling out a mocking curve.

Prison?

How could he send his parents' killer to a place like prison?

For this murderer, that place in prison could be considered heaven, after all, it wouldn't make this murderer pay for his parents' lives right away.

So for the duration of this being alive, this killer had a chance to get away.

After all, this murderer was at least a former high ranking member of the organization, and although he had retired, his power was still there, so it wasn't difficult at all to contact others to help him out. So, he was definitely not going to hand the murder over to some prison, choosing instead to deal with him himself.

Only then would that murderer not have a chance to get away with it!

So the moment he found the killer, he killed him straight away and made the skeletal human specimen in front of him. He was going to make this murderer stay in this dark basement cupboard for eternity and make amends to his parents! Seeing that George did not answer her question, Violet frowned, her heart inexplicably a little uneasy, "George, you......"

"Alright, Violet, enough about that, I don't suppose you're calling me to be concerned about whether I've found my enemy or not." George asked in a cloudy voice as he sat down in front of the specimen. Violet was silent for a few seconds, and then reopened her mouth, "It's not like that, I called you before to ask you how your enemy's search went, but your phone was always off and unavailable, so I didn't know your situation, let alone that you were back in the country, I still know it from Jessie, so......

"So you contacted Jessie about me?" George narrowed his eyes.

Violet didn't deny it, "Yes, but I'm also really concerned if you found your enemy, and now that I know you did, I'm happy for you, but George, Jessie said that you knew she is pregnant with your child and tried to get her abort the baby, right?"

George snorted, "She's quite the tattletale."

So it's true!

Violet sighed, "George, that is not true, Jessie is asking me for help. You want her to remove the baby and she has no way, so she has turned to me."

"And then what? Are you trying to talk me out of letting her abort the baby too?" George's face went cold.

Violet pursed her red lips, "George, I know that the child in Jessie's belly is not something for you, after all, you ...... But no matter how, that child is innocent."

"Innocent? His appearance is the sin!" George roared with annoyance on his face, "His mother is the daughter of the murderer who indirectly killed his grandparents, how do you think I can accept this child? What's more, his mother is not someone I love, so you tell me, how can I accept it?"

This time, Violet had no more words to say.

Because she knew very well that from George's point of view, there was really nothing wrong with the choice he made in doing so.

If she were in his place, Stanley was her enemy and she was pregnant with his child, she would definitely not be able to accept the child and would choose to abort it.

So, she really couldn't make any judgment on George's choice.

All she could say was that Jessie and George were both pathetic people.

They stood for different perspectives, so they were both right in their choices, but it was the person wrong who created this situation between them today.

"Well Violet, if you are to convince me to give up the idea of aborting this child, then you can stop, because I will not change my mind. Jessie does not deserve to have my child, this child should not come into this world, so it is useless. I have already taken my idea, and I feel that I will not change it, you can tell her my words directly!"

After saying that, George hung up the phone.

It was too late for Violet to say anything else, so she could only put the phone down after a sigh.

Aimee looked at her and asked, "What's wrong? He doesn't agree?"

Violet nodded, "His mind is made up and he won't change it, so we have to think of other ways."

"Ask Mr. Murphy, he should have a solution." Aimee suggested.

Violet pulled the corner of her mouth, thinking the same, "Okay, then let's go back first, and when we get back, I'll mention it to him." "Okay." Aimee nodded.

After that the two said nothing more and began to pack up and leave.

An hour later, the villa arrived.

Stanley was playing with the two children on a puzzle.

Seeing Violet come in, Stanley put down the puzzle board in his hand and touched the two children's little heads, "Mommy's back."

When the two children heard his reminder, they looked up together and saw Violet, they hurriedly dropped the things in their hands, got up from the carpet and ran towards Violet, "Mommy." "Good." Violet smiled and squatted down to catch the two children.

Across the room, Stanley also stood up, looking at Violet with a slight frown.

He could tell that she was currently smiling, but it was extremely forced and had the look of something on her mind written all over her eyes.

What was wrong with her?

"Calvin." Stanley spoke up and called out to Calvin.

Calvin turned around, "Daddy, what's wrong?"

"Take your sister upstairs, I have something to say to Mommy." Stanley said softly.

Calvin nodded, "I got it, Arya."

He took Arya's hand, "Come on, let's go upstairs."

Arya was actually a bit reluctant to go, but looking at her brother's serious expression, she finally nodded her head and agreed.

The siblings walked hand in hand towards the stairs.

Aimee looked at the two children's departing backs, and then looked at Violet and Stanley, and finally touched the tip of her nose, "So I'll go too, Mr. Murphy, Violet, you guys talk, I won't bother, and Violet, don't forget to tell Mr. Murphy about Jessie."

Violet nodded, "Don't worry, I know."

"Okay, then I'll go up and play with the two kids."

After saying that, Aimee greeted Stanley again and then went upstairs.

The only two people left in the living room were Violet and Stanley.

Stanley lifted his feet and walked towards Violet, "What's wrong with you today?"

"What?" Violet was a little confused.

"Your mood." Stanley reached out, and stroked her haircut, "Although you're hiding it well, I can tell that you're forcing a smile, you have something on your mind, what's wrong?"

Violet looked at the man's concerned eyes and a warm current flowed through her heart, "You can see that. Yeah, I'm worried now, but not because of my own affairs, but Jessie." Stanley frowned, "What's wrong with her?"

Hearing that it wasn't Violet who had run into something, Stanley's heart sighed with relief.

As long as nothing happened to her.

As for the others, he didn't care much.

"She's in trouble right now." Violet rubbed her brow and said somewhat wearily, "Just now at the competition avenue, Jessie called me

She told the contents of the phone call with Jessie, as well as the phone call with George.

Stanley raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "So that's how it is, but George didn't do anything wrong."

"I know he didn't do anything wrong, but Jessie is also right, so what George did is hurting Jessie, and I'm really uneasy about Jessie, so Stanley, what do you think I should do to help her?" Violet looked at the

man.