Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 381

Fraser pushed his glasses, "It's about that number, it should be a new one of Ivan, and I found out that he contacted someone other than Mrs. Murphy."

"Who?"

"Miss Ellis." Fraser answered.

Stanley's pupils shrank slightly, "Ivy?"

"Yes." Fraser nodded.

Stanley's thin lips pursed into a straight line, "Why did he contact Ivy?"

"I don't know, Mr. Murphy, why don't you ask Miss Ellis?" Fraser suggested.

Stanley was silent for a few seconds and rubbed his temples, "I'll ask her when I get home tonight."

"Ok." Fraser answered and turned to go out.

Stanley leaned back in his chair, looking at the ceiling, only to feel tired mentally and physically.

After a moment, he stood up, took off the jacket on the shelf and slung it over his arm. He went out of the office and drove away from the Murphy Group.

Stanley drove all the way to the Murphy’s old mansion.

Sam and Kelley were watching TV when the butler walked in, "Sir, Madam, Mr. Stanley is here."

The two immediately looked at each other, "What's he doing here?"

Sam shook his head, "I don't know, let's let him in first."

The butler nodded and went out to greet Stanley.

Soon, Stanley walked in.

Sam greeted him with a smile, "It's rare for you to come here, what's up?"

Kelley also looked at Stanley, "Stanley, have a sit."

"No need." Stanley refused, looking at Sam, "I came here to see Mom and Dad's room."

Sam frowned, "Their room has been sealed for over ten years, what's there to see? It hasn't even been cleaned in there, so it's better not to go there."

"It's fine, I just want to have a look, I won't mess with anything." After saying that, Stanley went straight upstairs.

Sam and Kelley got together.

Kelley asked, "Honey, what do you think he wants? Did he find out anything?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Sam glared at her with a stony expression, "If there was something in there, it would have been discovered long ago. Why has he had to wait until now?"

"You are right." Kelley nodded, but still uneasy, "Since there is nothing, why did he get in there?"

"I'll go up and take a look." Sam said, and went upstairs.

Upstairs, Stanley stood at the door of a somewhat aged room, reached out his hand, and pushed open the door.

The door opened, a strong musty smell came to his nose, the air was mixed with a faint smell of dust, making Stanley couldn't help but frown, waving his hand in front of his nose, waiting for the dust to gradually settle down before turning on the light.

Since the light hadn't been on for over a decade, it was still a bit erratic when it came on and flickered a few times before it was ready.

Stanley finally got a good look at everything in the room.

Everything in the room was the same as it had been a dozen years ago, unchanged in the slightest, except that the colors were stale, and dust and cobwebs covered everywhere, giving it a desolate feel.

Stanley pursed his thin lips and walked in, then stood in the center of the room, surveying the entire room from side to side.

The room was still the same, but it was a different scene.

"Stanley."

Just as Stanley was remembering the old days when his parents were still around, Sam's voice pulled his thoughts back.

Stanley turned around unhappily, "Yes, Uncle Sam?"