One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 318

Henry's lips moved, "I love her. Wouldn't you protect Violet if she made a mistake?"

These words successfully blocked Stanley's questioning.

Stanley slowly released Henry, gritted his teeth and said gloomily, "No next time!"

"I know." Henry patted his wrinkled collar.

Stanley took a breath and suppressed his anger, "As for Ivy, tell her, if she does something like this in the future, don't blame me for being rude."

"Don't you tell her yourself?" Henry looked at him.

Stanley turned around and turned his back to Henry, "No, I don't want to see her now."

Henry understood his feelings. After all, Stanley had always thought that Ivy was a pure and kind girl. But now he suddenly knew that she would play scheming. It was normal that he was angry.

"Okay, I'll tell her." Henry nodded.

After the two spoke for a while, Henry left. He still had an operation waiting for him.

Stanley stood by the door, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.

The next day, Violet, accompanied by Stanley, set off to the police station.

Eason and Talia, as the suspects in this case, were still detained in the interrogation room.

Violet and Stanley were taken to the door of the interrogation room by the police officer, "They are inside."

"Okay." Violet nodded and thanked the police officer, then looked at the man next to her, "Stanley, you are waiting for me outside. I can go in by myself."

Stanley nodded slightly and agreed.

Violet opened the door of the interrogation room and went in.

The two people in the room saw the door opened and stood up together.

"It's you?" Talia saw that the person who came in was Violet, and her face suddenly sank.

Eason next to her also spoke, "Violet, you are here."

He didn't have many surprises about Violet's arrival.

Because he had guessed that she would come for the sake of Lily.

Violet walked to the table opposite the two of them and stopped. Then she glanced at them coldly.

Her gaze was resentful, mixed with rage. Eason subconsciously looked away.

But Talia stared at Violet, "What...what are you doing? Why do you look at us like this?"

"Did you kill my mother?" Violet clenched her fists and asked without emotion in her voice.

Talia's eyes flickered quickly. Then she returned to her natural state quickly. She sneered, "Your mother fell down by herself. What does it have to do with us? Don't talk nonsense."

Violet looked at Eason.

Eason's hand on the cane tightened. Finally, he nodded, "She is right. Your mother really fell down by herself."

"I won’t believe it!" Violet slapped her hands on the interrogation table, "My mother has grudges with you. Everyone knows it. How could it happen so coincidentally? She just fell down in your house. If there are no secrets in it, I won’t be called Violet!"

"Then you just change your name." Talia snorted with her arms around her chest, "Even if you don't believe it and you think your mother's death is related to us, the truth lies there. Your mother's death has nothing to do with us. It was just she was unlucky. Who let her not pay attention to the road when she walked? She slipped!"

"Yes, Violet. Yesterday your mother came to me because of Steven's affairs. We had a fight, and then your mother left angrily. Because she walked too fast, it caused such a consequence. After your mother fell, I called 911 as soon as possible, but I didn't expect..."

Eason couldn't continue. He lowered his head, seemingly sad.

Violet was so angry that she trembled all over, "Enough. My mother doesn't need you to pretend to be sad for her. You are not worthy!"

"Violet..."

"Enough, don't say it anymore." Violet interrupted Eason, took a deep breath, and held back tears before saying again, "Since you refuse to tell the truth, it doesn't matter. I will check it by myself. If I found out that my mother's death is related to you, I will surely let you stay in prison for the rest life!"

After saying this, she glanced at Eason and Talia with a cold look in her eyes, then turned and went out.

Subsequently, the call ended.

Stanley put the phone down from his ear, and then answered Violet's question just now, "Colin is the leader of J City. After getting his permission, you can read the file."

"So that's the case." Violet nodded, "Thank you, Stanley."

"I am your husband." Stanley looked at her with a serious expression on his face, "So you don't have to say thank you to me."

"I see." Violet felt warmed, barely forcing the first smile from yesterday to today.

At this time, the police officer came over with the file, "Someone called and agreed you guys to view the file, but you can only view it here."

"Okay." Violet nodded, took the file, and started to check it.

Stanley sat beside her and watched it with her.

After reading it, Violet closed the file, biting her lip with her teeth, "How come?"

The contents of the file were almost the same as what she heard in the morgue yesterday.

In other words, the case would only be closed on the grounds that her mother fell down by herself!

Seeing Violet's unwillingness, the police officer took off the police cap on his head and put it aside, "I can understand your feelings. But this case, at present, does not have anything to do with Eason and Talia, so you have to be mentally prepared."

Violet knew what to prepare mentally.

It was that if there were still no other clues, such as evidence that Eason and Talia murdered her mother, this case would be closed. Eason and Talia would be released.

No!

Violet clenched her fists. Her nails pierced deeply into the palm of her hand.

Seeing it, Stanley frowned, then reached out and took her hands, and opened her fists firmly.

Looking at the red and purple nail prints in the palm of her hand, Stanley sighed insignificantly, and touched them, "Doesn't it hurt?"