Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 96

Phoebe grimaced, glaring at Violet, "You still asked me why I was here? Violet, you went to my house this morning to make a fuss, and asked Dad for 20 million dollars. I know all about it."

"Oh?" Violet smiled, "So you are here now, looking for me to get the money back?"

Phoebe couldn't move, so she could only sneer on the ground and snorted, "You know the current situation of the Hunt family. We can't afford it."

"So what?"

"So what? Do you want the Hunt family to go bankrupt?" Phoebe shouted.

Violet blinked, "Yes, anyway, when we were kicked out seven years ago, everything in the Hunt family had nothing to do with us from that time on. So just go bankrupt!"

"You..." Seeing Violet being so stubborn, Phoebe was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Violet let go of Phoebe’s hair, "I won't pay back the money. It's what I deserve."

"Why?" Phoebe was unwilling, "You also said that everything in the Hunt family has nothing to do with you. Why do you ask Dad for twenty million? This should be my money, my money!"

She was short of money right now. When she was thinking about how to get a sum of money, she heard Talia say that Violet got 20 million from Dad in the morning.

How could she accept it? After she knew where Violet was, she hurried over and wanted to get the money back, but Violet actually said not to return it!

"Your money?" As if hearing a big joke, Violet took out her mobile phone from her bag, "Since you said that, let's ask Dad who owns the money."

After speaking, she dialed Eason's phone number.

Eason answered the phone soon. His tone was very impatient, "What do you want to do? Do you still want money?"

"Dad, you are misunderstood. I didn't ask for money this time, but Phoebe came to me and said that the 20 million belonged to her and let me return it to her." Feeling Phoebe was struggling again, Violet pursed her lips and moved her knees away, then she just sat on Phoebe’s back.

Violet's move was a great shame to Phoebe. She was so angry that her eyes turned red. But she was unable to break free, so she could only scream.

When Eason heard her scream, he was immediately worried, "Violet, what happened to your sister?"

"Don't worry, Dad. I didn't do anything to her. She is very well now. Just tell us who can own the 20 million?" Violet put the phone to Phoebe's ear.

Eason sighed, "It's yours."

"Dad?" Phoebe called him incredulously, "Why? She is not your daughter anymore. Why did you give her so much money?"

"Shut up! You know nothing!" Eason yelled.

Phoebe sneered, "I don't care. You are not allowed to give her money. No!"

"Dad won't listen to you." Violet took the phone back, "Do you know the reason? Because once Dad takes the money back, he will lose even more. His reputation will become unsavory. Your mother will be accused of murder."

On the other side of the phone, Eason twitched his mouth when he heard this. His old face was very gloomy.

Phoebe was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Your mother wanted to kill me. She did it to me last night, and she almost killed Mr. Murphy together." Violet replied softly.

Her voice sounded very gentle, but there was no warmth, only the chill that made people feel scared from the bottom of their heart.

"It's impossible!" Phoebe didn't believe Violet's words, shaking her head violently.

"Then it’s none of my business." Violet put the phone to her ear, "Okay, Dad, I have to hang up first."

After speaking, she hung up the phone and got up from Phoebe.

Phoebe got the freedom, sat up from the ground, and stared at Violet with clenching her fists, "You just said that you almost caused Stanley to be killed last night, which means you were with Stanley last night. What did you guys do? ?"

Violet frowned, "You don't care about Mr. Murphy's health. You don't ask him if he is injured. Instead, you ask me what I did with him. I doubt you really love him?"

"What does this have to do with you? Do I need you to question me whether I love him or not?" Phoebe's eyes dodged in the face of Violet's scrutiny gaze.

Seeing her look, Violet understood everything instantly.

In fact, Phoebe didn't love Stanley very much, at best it was very light love.

Otherwise, she wouldn't cuckold Stanley. It seemed that she had to let Stanley know about it sooner.

Thinking, Violet smiled, "Of course not, but with such a fiancée, I really feel sad for Mr. Murphy. Well, it doesn't matter. Mr. Murphy will know what you have done soon."

Hearing this, Phoebe's heart sank, "What do you mean? What did I do?"

"You know it." Violet spread her hands, turned and left.

Phoebe clenched her fists and looked at the back of Violet leaving, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

But soon, the anxiety dissipated.

She touched her lips. Looking at the blood on her fingers, her eyes were fierce.

"That’s not over! Violet, I will pay you back today's shame, definitely!" Phoebe gritted her teeth.

Suddenly, she saw something. Then she walked to the hanger in the corner of the lounge. Looking at the clothes on the hanger, she smirked.

After Phoebe made a big fuss, Violet was no longer in the mood to stay here. She went backstage and talked to the models about the precautions for tomorrow's big show, and then left the fashion hall.

In the afternoon, Stanley came back from the hospital and called Violet to the office to continue discussing the show.

It had to be said that Stanley had his special ideas in this respect. With his proposal, the big show would indeed be even more exciting.

Violet couldn't wait to look forward to tomorrow's arrival.

In the evening, Eason transferred her 20 million.

Violet didn't ask him why he had collected the money so quickly. She knew he must have sold something again.

But it didn't matter to her. She only needed to get the money.

Transferring the money to Jessie, Violet stretched out herself and lay in bed to rest.

The next day, she went to the fashion hall early to make preparations for the opening of the big show.

When she arrived, there were already quite a few people in the fashion hall. Many staff members were already busy.

At this moment, a staff member saw her and walked over with a slightly wrong expression on his face, "Violet, go to the dressing room. Something happened."

"What's the matter?" The smile on Violet's face disappeared.

The staff replied, "I don't know the specifics. It seems to be some problems with clothes."

Clothes!

Violet was stunned and then ran quickly towards the dressing room.

While running, she prayed in her heart, ‘Please don't be what the staff said.’

When she arrived in the dressing room, she pushed the door in. Then she saw a group of clothing assistants gathered together. Everyone had a sullen face. The atmosphere was very solemn.

"What are you guys doing?" Violet asked in a deep voice, closing the door of the dressing room, suppressing the unpleasantness in her mind.

When everyone heard her voice, they turned their heads and looked at her, as if they had seen the backbone. Then they quickly said, "Violet, someone has torn out all our catwalk clothes!"

"What?" Violet's face turned gloomy. She walked to the rows of clothes hangers.

The protective cover of the clothes hanging on the hanger had been torn off. Without the cover of the protective cover, she could clearly see the marks scratched by the blade. Some serious ones were all cut into strips. It was totally invisible. How vicious the person was!

"Who did it?" Violet clenched her fists and exclaimed. Because she was so angry that her eyes were red, and her chest was violently ups and downs.