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One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 588

"It's not by mail." Henry shook his head, "She just said for me to put the medicine in one place and that would be it, my guess would be that after I put it there, either she'd go get it herself or send someone else to get it, but one thing I can say for sure is that she's in J City right now, I checked the number she called me from, it's J City."

Stanley was not the least bit surprised by what he said.

Because he had expected that Ivy might come back.

She and Ivan were together, and since Ivan had returned, how could Ivy not come back?

"But it surprises me that you're telling me this, don't you love her so much? How could you think of exposing her whereabouts?" Stanley looked at Henry with a sneer in his cold indifference.

Henry let out a bitter laugh, "I regret my actions in letting Ivy go, do you believe me?"

Stanley didn't say anything.

Henry could see that Stanley didn't believe him.

It was true that he had let Ivy go, knowing full well that she was antisocial, so how could Stanley believe that?

"But I'm telling the truth, I really regret it, when I let Ivy go, I didn't know that Ivy had killed your parents, I only knew that Ivy had done it to Violet twice, but she failed. I thought Ivy would really change when she got out, but I didn't think that she would even do it to Calvin and Arya." Henry said in pain as he took off his glasses and covered his face.

All this time, he had been feeling very guilty and remorseful, and wanted very much to apologize to Violet and the two children in person.

But he couldn't see them, and he didn't have the chance, so he kept the guilt and remorse inside him, and over time, his mental state became increasingly tight, and for the past two or three months, the hospital even banned him from the operating table outright.

So he really wanted to do something to make up for his mistake, and most importantly, he didn't want Ivy to wander any further, much less continue to be wrong.

"Do you think Ivy just went after my wife and children and my parents?" Stanley suddenly interrupted Henry's thoughts coldly.

Henry froze, "She ...... What do you mean, she went after the others?"

"And her parents." Stanley slowly spat out.

Those words, though spoken softly, fell on Henry's ears, but they were like heavy hammers, pounding his eardrums and heart.

For a long time, Henry moved his lips to find his voice, "You said ...... Ivy’s parents’ deaths are related to Ivy?"

"According to my investigation, there's a good chance that her parents's death was orchestrated by her." Stanley's words irritated Henry again.

Plotting in person could be more chilling than the ones related.

Because being related just means that one person's death may have been caused indirectly or unintentionally by another person.

But with first-hand planning, that would really be intentional murder.

Henry only felt cold all over, and his cute face was pale and bloodless at the moment, "How is this possible ......"

He shook his head, not wanting to believe that fact, "Those are Ivy's real parents, how could she ......"

"Why couldn't she, what couldn't a wicked child without any feelings do? Did my parents treat her badly? How did she return the favor?" Stanley questioned him coldly.

Henry's mouth open, unable to speak.

Did Stanley's parents treat Ivy badly?

No, no.

Almost as good as her parents to her, he saw all of this in his eyes.

But Ivy still made a move against Stanley's parents, and was able to unmercifully make a move against her righteous parents who treated her as their own daughter.

"How did this happen ......" Henry took two big, battered steps back, his body wobbling and nearly falling on his butt to the ground.

"I know, when I let her go, I didn't know she had so many sins, I thought she could reform, but now I realize that her hands have long been too stained with blood." Henry said with a bitter smile.

Stanley saw his seriousness and his eyes sank, "In that case, then you can catch her yourself, but I won't let you do it with me, who knows if you'll spoil my whole plan again because of your soft heart?"

"It's okay, I'll act on my own, and if I get a lead, I'll provide it to you." Henry nodded in understanding.

He had already betrayed Stanley once, and it was only normal for Stanley not to trust him.

Stanley looked deeply at Henry for a moment, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Henry took a deep breath, put on his glasses, and bowed deeply in the direction he'd left, and then walked with a determined expression toward the data room.

Stanley caught Ivy and Ivan, relying on manpower.

And he had his own way to find them, that was the gene pool, even if a person's appearance changed, the genes and blood type would not change, and it was an information age now, everywhere he went, he had to scan his fingerprints along with his pupils, he could do a comparison based on the fingerprints Ivy had left in the gene pool, and he might be able to lock onto Ivy's location.

As long as Ivy has had her pupils scanned or fingerprints pressed outside.

Abroad.

Violet and Aimee and Linda went to the competition avenue again for the one-third final.

This competition can be said to be a complete infighting between the champion and the runner-up. After this competition, the third runner-up can be produced, while the champion and the runner-up, in the next round, will be produced in the final.

"Violet, who do you think out of our final three groups will actually be eliminated in this round and become the third runner up?" Aimee swept her gaze over the remaining two groups of designers and muttered to Violet in a low voice.

Violet shook her head, "How do I know this, everything until the end, we do not know the result. In any case, just give it your best shot."

"You are right, but did you notice that maybe it's because our group of three is already the final winner and runner-up, and I suddenly realized that none of us seem to be that nervous anymore." Aimee added.

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