"Well, it's nothing but those few people, but it has nothing to do with you, you’d better not to know it." Violet patted her shoulder.
Linda nodded, "I see, but what about this?"
Her fingers trembled as she pointed to the cardboard box not far away.
The cardboard box was upside down, it was thrown out in one fell swoop from the shock she got when she saw what was inside.
But it was a good thing the contents didn't fall out, or it would have been even scarier.
Violet looked at the cardboard box, her brow furrowed tightly, "Have the maids take care of it, and by the way, check the surveillance to see who and when exactly put this in the mailbox."
Linda nodded, "Okay, I'm on my way."
Having said that, she quickly entered the villa.
Violet didn't leave, but stood still and looked around the vicinity, seeing nothing suspicious sights nearby before turning around and heading back to the villa.
The maids quickly disposed of this parcel, while also disinfecting the villa inside and out.
Only then did Linda and Violet feel the shadow in their hearts dissipate.
At this time, the maid carried a laptop and put it in front of Violet, "Mrs. Murphy, this is the surveillance outside the villa, I've already pulled it out, you can take a look first."
Violet nodded slightly, "I know, you go to the police station and file a case with the police about the parcel you just made."
If someone else delivered a similar parcel the next time, the person would be even more guilty when they were caught.
"Okay." The maid responded and went to do as she was told.
Violet pushed the laptop between herself and Linda before she clicked on the monitor.
A man dressed in blue clothes appeared on the surveillance shortly after seeing Linda return from the airport with her two children.
The delivery man was seen opening the large mailbox outside the villa, taking the parcel he had just made out of the back of his motorcycle, putting it in the mailbox, and then closing it and leaving.
This was where the video ends.
Linda wondered, "How could it be this man?"
"You know him?" Violet looked at her.
Linda nodded, "Yes, I subscribed the fashion weekly, and every Monday, he puts the magazine in the mailbox on time, and he's also in charge of the mail for this area. He has worked here for years, so by all rights, he shouldn't be able to do this kind of prank."
"So the result is already obvious, he's just helping someone deliver a parcel, but he doesn't know what's in the parcel either." Violet pursed her lips and said.
Linda was even more puzzled, "But on the parcel, there has to be sender information, but that parcel didn't have it. Yet he delivered it for someone, which is clearly against the rules."
"About what this is all about exactly, just invite this man over." Violet narrowed her eyes.
Linda nodded, "That's true, I'll contact his company and have him come over."
With that, Linda got up and went to the phone.
As she had just left on the first foot, and Violet received a phone from Stanley.
It should still be the middle of the night at this time in the country, so it seemed he already knew about the parcel.
With a sigh, Violet answered the phone.
In the video chat, the man, dressed in black pajamas and sitting with a grim face against the head of the bed, opened his mouth and asked, "What happened to that parcel?"
"Did the bodyguard tell you that?" Violet asked instead of answering.
Stanley lifted his chin, "Yes."
He was still asleep when he received a call from his bodyguard telling him that Violet had received a nasty parcel and was terrified.
So, he immediately sent a video chat over to ask.
Violet rubbed her brow, "It's someone deliberately screwing me."
"Who?" Stanley wrinkled his brow, "Ivan or Ivy?"
Apparently, he'd thought of the same thing as her.
Both suspected it was these two.
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