Soon after, Violet received a message from Stanley.
Puzzled, she saw the photo he'd sent.
In it, she and Ivan sat in a restaurant eating.
Violet was first surprised at how Stanley had such a photo before she wondered who had actually taken the photo.
"See that?" The man asked in a deep voice.
Violet rubbed her cheek, "I'm sorry, Stanley, I didn't mean to hide from you."
"Oh?" Stanley narrowed his eyes, "Why?"
Violet sighed, "Well, I did not tell you because I didn't want to worry you. Today I went to the magazine company to see those singers but on the way back I met a gang, and almost got raped by them"
Before she could finish her sentence, a loud bang could be heard on the other end of the phone.
It should be the sound from the chair sliding.
Violet guessed that it was probably the sound Stanley made when he heard her words and jerked up from his chair.
"Stanley ......"
As she was about to shout out, she was interrupted by Stanley's nervous query, "Are you okay?"
"I am ok." Violet smiled and shook her head, "Don't worry, it was Ivan who saved me, otherwise I might have really been raped, so I invited him for a meal to thank him. I didn't tell you, because I don’t you to worry, and since he saved me, I couldn’t tell you where he is."
Stanley was greatly relieved to hear that she was fine, "Well, I know, but Ivan appeared so promptly, did you ever think that those two men were perhaps arranged by him?"
"It's not him." Violet replied with certainty, "Those two men have been entrenched in this area for a long time, and there's news about them on the internet, so I don't think Ivan would have done such a thing."
Stanley pondered for a few seconds and felt it was true, "Where is he now?"
Violet hesitated and answered, "He's already gone, but Stanley, let him off the hook, he saved me, we ......"
"Ok." Before she could finish her sentence, Stanley agreed.
Violet smiled, "Really?"
Stanley nodded, "But next time, I won't let him off the hook."
Violet nodded her head repeatedly.
She thought the same. Ivan had saved her, so she returned the favor.
If they met again, she wouldn't be soft-hearted as long as it didn't involve saving her life like today.
"By the way, Stanley, how did you have the photo of me and Ivan having dinner?" Violet asked, puzzled.
Stanley rubbed his brow and sat down again, "It was sent to me from an unfamiliar overseas number."
"Overseas number?" Violet was confused, "Who is it?"
"I don't know, Fraser is looking into it, there should be results soon." Stanley said.
Violet nodded, "Ok."
It seemed that person not only knew Stanley, but also knew her, and knew that she was Stanley's wife.
Who the hell could that be?
As she was thinking, a cold wind blew by and Violet shivered in the cold.
Stanley heard it and frowned, "Cold?"
"Yes, it is windy." Violet rubbed her arms.
Stanley softly admonished, "Then go back."
"Okay." Violet nodded and was to hang up the phone.
Suddenly, she thought of something and hastily called out to the man, "Wait, Stanley, I have something to tell you."
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