Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 229

"Yes." Eason nodded.

Violet was amused, "Mr. Hunt, are you kidding me? Let Steven be your heir? What about your favorite Phoebe?"

Eason clenched the dragon head on the cane, "I never thought about letting Phoebe be my heir. After all, Phoebe will marry others. I can't give her the Hunt family as her dowry, letting others take advantage of it."

What he wanted had always been to carry forward the Hunt Group.

Seeing the ambition in Eason's eyes, Violet sneered, "So you mean, you want your son to inherit the Hunt family, right?"

"Yeah!" Eason replied, rubbing his cane.

Violet curled her lips in disdain, "Mr. Hunt, why does it have to be Steven? Just let Talia have another son for you."

Eason was embarrassed. He cleared his throat with some guilty conscience, "She is not young anymore and can't give birth."

"That's not necessarily true." Violet shook her finger.

But Talia had a child with another man. That kid was even more than two years older than Calvin. So how was it possible that she couldn’t give birth?

The person who really couldn't give birth was himself.

Thinking about it, Violet looked at Eason meaningfully.

Eason understood the look in her eyes. She felt that she was laughing at him. Suddenly, he became furious, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Violet shrugged, "Nothing."

Eason handed over his mobile phone, urging impatiently, "Well, give me Steven's phone number. I will tell him myself!"

Violet looked at his mobile phone but she did not take it, "Mr. Hunt, what gives you confidence that makes you think I will give you Steven's phone number?"

"You won't give it to me?" Eason glared at her.

Violet tucked her hair to her ears, "No, I will not give it to you. I will not let Steven inherit the Hunt family. The Hunt Group is not even a listed company and is wandering on the verge of bankruptcy. Why do I let Steven inherit such a company?"

"You..." Eason was so angry that his hands were shaking.

Violet pressed the car key, "Also, I clearly remember that seven years ago, when Steven had a heart attack, you looked disgusted and said that he was not your son. Now you are in trouble and want to recognize Steven to be your son. Mr. Hunt, do you think it’s possible?"

After saying this, she ignored Eason who was so angry, opened the car door to sit in, and drove away.

Half an hour later, Violet came to the downstairs of the Murphy Group. After parking the car, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Stanley's number.

Stanley answered the phone quickly. A deep and sexy voice came into her ears, "What’s up?"

"Mr. Murphy, I’ve finished the clothes of the game characters. Are you free now? I can show you them now." Violet rolled down the car window, looked up at the top floor of the building and said to a certain window.

Stanley stood up from his office chair, "Are you downstairs?"

"Yeah." Violet said.

Stanley walked toward the balcony, standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony and looking down. He saw the red Mercedes parked on the side of the road. Then his face eased a lot, "Wait a moment. I will let Fraser come down to pick you up."

"Okay." Violet nodded.

Stanley put down the phone, turned back to the office, called Fraser in, and asked him to go downstairs to pick up Violet.

Soon, Fraser came with Violet.

Violet pulled away the chair opposite Stanley's desk and sat down. She opened the file bag, took out the stack of design drafts inside, and handed them to Stanley with both hands, "Mr. Murphy, have a look!"

When Stanley took over the design drafts, he said to Fraser, "Go to make some tea."

"Okay!" Fraser replied and turned around to make tea.