One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis
Chapter 343 Clues to the Will

Violet glanced at the waitress faintly, and then walked in.

Inside the room was a little dark, with classical music playing. Ivan was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and shaking it lightly with his eyes closed. He looked relaxed and at ease.

"Director Murphy." Violet, standing behind the sofa, shouted to the man in front of her.

The man stopped shaking the wine glass and opened his eyes suddenly.

He didn't wear glasses. His eyes were sharper when he didn't wear the glasses. Especially when he looked at Violet, she couldn't help but trembled, as if she was being stared at by a poisonous snake. Violet didn't like the look in his eyes, so she subconsciously looked away.

Ivan smiled, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Nine fifty-eight. Good, you're not late."

Violet did not answer.

Ivan patted the position beside him, "Why are you standing there? Sit down!"

"Thank you, Director Murphy." Violet thanked him and walked towards the sofa.

But instead of sitting in the position he had just patted, she walked to a single sofa opposite him and sat down, deliberately separating from him.

Ivan also noticed it and didn't care about it. He drank the red wine in one sip and put it on the table, "What's the matter with your two bodyguards? Those two bodyguards came from the security department of the Murphy Group. Without permission, they can't come out at will at all. Stanley knew that you came to see me?"

He stared at her.

Violet calmly stared at him, "He doesn't know. I just told him that I have to see a customer, and the customer was a little annoying, so he sent two bodyguards to protect me. Now they are left outside by you, so they don't know who you are. Don't worry about that."

Listening to the woman saying that he was annoying, Ivan smiled without anger, as if he was in a good mood, "Since you said so, I believe you. You don't dare to lie to me. Because I know you can't afford the price to lie to me."

Violet looked down and became quiet again.

Ivan picked up the wine bottle, poured two glasses of wine, and handed Violet one.

Violet didn't want to take it. But in order to make him believe, she had to take it. Then she raised her head and sipped it, pretending to drink some, "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

"Cool!" Ivan patted his thigh, then he became serious, "Did you know where the will is?"

"No." Violet shook her head, "But there are some clues."

"Oh?" Ivan raised his eyebrows, "Half a month ago, you didn't have any clues. Why do you have clues now?"

Violet knew that he was setting up her. She was not nervous, but just looked at him calmly, "You have said that if I can't get this, you have to do something with the people around me. I care most about my two children, so I must think of some ways to get it."

"Well. Then tell me, what method did you use to get the clues?" Ivan seemed to be very interested. He stared at her with supporting his cheeks. He seemed to not in a hurry for the whereabouts of the will. Violet put down the goblet, "It's very simple. I bought sleeping pills the day before yesterday and put two in Stanley's cup. When he was not sober, I asked him where his grandfather was most likely to hide things. Or, where his grandfather most cared about and wanted to go."

"That's it?" Ivan squinted.

Violet nodded, then took a note from her bag, put it on the table, and pushed it to Ivan, "Then I got these addresses. The first few are the most likely places to hide things, but I don't think the will is there." "Why?" Ivan looked at the addresses.

Violet said, "Because it is too simple, as long as someone knows a little about your grandfather, he should be able to think of these places. Director Murphy, you must have searched these places, right?" Ivan smiled noncommittal.

Seeing this, Violet thought she had guessed right, and then pointed to the following addresses, "The remaining ones are the places your grandfather wants to go most. It is possible that the will is in these places, because everyone has obsession. If a person does not hide things in places where he often placed, he must hide the things where he wants to go most."

Hearing what Violet said, Ivan became serious and solemn.

Indeed, think about it from another perspective, if it were himself, he would really hide things there.

It was just these few places, but which one would be true?

Seeing Ivan staring at those addresses in thought, Violet smiled, as if inadvertently reminded him, "I heard that L Country is where your grandfather and your grandmother met. Is it possible to be there?" Ivan squeezed the wine glass with excitement at random.

Yes, L Country was a place where grandparents met and fell in love with each other. After the death of the uncle and the aunt, grandfather always looked at photos of the grandma and told the grandma that he hadn't taught his big son well.

That will determined the life and death of his family, so it was really possible that Grandpa would put the will in the L Country that he hadn't been to for decades.

Thinking of this, Ivan suppressed the excitement, smiled and looked at Violet, "You're really my lucky star."

Violet looked down, "I am not a lucky star. I just hope you will not threaten me again. You said as long as I help you get the clues of the will, I can repay for your kindness in saving Calvin."

"I said so, but..."

Ivan stood up suddenly, walked around the coffee table to Violet. Then under Violet's vigilant gaze, he grabbed her chin and leaned over to press her on the sofa.

Such an intimate and ambiguous posture made Violet stiff. Her eyes widened, and it took a while to react. She pushed him hard, trying to push him away.

"Let go of me. Ivan, I am your younger brother's wife. You can't do this to me!" Violet roared blushingly.

She was so furious.

She really didn't expect this man to be so shameless to do this kind things to her.

Ivan didn't seem to feel the woman's fist punching his chest. He looked down at the woman under him with a wicked smile.

The woman's face was flushed. Her eyes widened, and were full of anger and shame.

However, because she was so beautiful, her look didn't scare people at all, but gave people an urge to bully her even more.

Looking at Violet like this, Ivan stopped. It was not that he was not moved.

But he knew that he couldn't really treat her like this. It was not that he abided by ethics and morals, but that he was afraid of Stanley.

The current Stanley was not the one five years ago who he could still bully at will.

If he really hurt Violet, Stanley would definitely retaliate against him by any means.

Thinking of this, Ivan sighed with a little regret, and gently stroked Violet's face with his fingers, "Violet, I do remember what I said. I will follow it, but only if your clues are true. If it is fake..." He didn't say the following words, but everyone understood the meaning.

Violet shivered, only to feel that the fingers on her face were like poisonous snakes, which made her feel sick, but also a little scared.

"I didn't lie to you. These clues are true. They are all from Stanley." Violet clenched her fists, forcing herself not to show any fear or panic. Otherwise, Ivan would notice it and then everything would be screwed up.☐☐☐☐☐☐