"Okay." Jessie nodded her head, then pulled Violet to sit down and began to talk.
By the time she got back to the hospital, it was almost dark.
The two kids were awake and looking at toys in their hospital beds.
Violet saw that both children were still in good spirits, and was completely relieved.
With this trend, both kids should still recover quickly.
"Mommy." The two children shouted sweetly at Violet.
Violet went over and kissed them, "Good."
"I want that too." Suddenly, the man's low, pleasant voice sounded behind her.
Violet twisted her head over and just happened to meet Stanley's handsome and stunning face, "When did you come back? How come there's no sound at all?"
"Mommy, Daddy just arrived, I tried to warn you about it but Daddy wouldn't allow it." Calvin giggled.
Arya nodded, "I can prove that."
Violet rolled her eyes, "You two brats, you even dare to lie to Mommy?"
With that, she was about to get her hands on the children and tickle them.
Stanley stopped her, "Don't, they are still injuries."
"Don't worry, I know, I was just scaring them, I didn't plan on really doing that." Violet obediently put her hand back.
Stanley pointed at his face, "Come on, you just kissed them once, I'll take two."
Violet laughed out loud, "You even are jealous about the kids, you ......"
"Come on." Stanley interrupted her.
Violet held her forehead speechlessly, and finally stood on her tiptoes and gave the man a kiss on each of his left and right cheeks.
The man curled his lips in satisfaction at this.
"By the way, there's something for you." Stanley suddenly thought of something and turned to go over to the coffee table, handing Violet a folder underneath it.
Violet took it, flipped it over in confusion, and laughed out loud when she saw that it was Phoebe and Nate's paternity test.
"Sure enough, Phoebe's real father is Nate, not Eason." Violet's face was filled with sarcasm.
The daughter that Eason had loved for over twenty years was not his own kid.
If he knew, he'd probably go crazy.
"What are you going to do about it? When will you tell Eason?" Stanley asked as he looked at Violet.
Violet shook her head, "There's no rush, at least until after Eason collapses, now that Talia has drugged him, he probably won't take long to collapse, then I'll show up and tell him that Talia poisoned him, and then tell him about Talia and Nate, as well as Phoebe not being his daughter, what do you think Eason will do? "
"I can imagine." Stanley raised his eyebrows.
Either he was to go crazy or piss off.
"At that time, Eason, who learned everything, most hated Talia, I will then tell him that I can help him take revenge, as long as he tells me how my mother died, whether it was really an accident or they plotted to kill her, he will definitely tell me, because he knows that he will not live long, and he is not afraid of legal prosecution." Violet squeezed her palms tightly and said coldly.
That was her plan, a two-pronged plan.
It was a way to get back at her scumbag dad and stepmother and to get to the bottom of her mother's death.
Why not?
Stanley nodded, "Good, this works."
"Yeah." Violet smiled and looked at him.
Stanley's eyes darkened as he directly lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her.
But since it was inappropriate to kiss too much due to the presence of two children, Stanley quickly released Violet again and said happily, "This is a reward for you."
Violet was speechless.
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