One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 217 Prosecute

"Okay." Jessie nodded, took out her cell phone and a business card. Then she called Fraser.

When Jessie was calling, Violet suddenly took out a list from her bag and held it up in the air, looking at

the reporters in the audience, "Everyone, that's basically what I want to say at the press conference

today. Only the last thing is left. I will prosecute the paid Internet trolls and netizens on this list in my

hand."

"Prosecute?" The reporters in the audience and the viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned.

Violet pursed her red lips, "Yes, these paid Internet trolls as well as these netizens deliberately made

false comments on the Internet to discredit me. Their comments have been supported and liked by

many netizens, which has affected me. If I don’t sue them, I’m sorry for myself. I can’t let them scold

me just like that!"

"But Miss Hunt, there are so many people. Do you think you’ve gone a little too far?" Some reporters

felt that she had made a fuss too much.

Wasn’t it just being scolding by the Internet?

This revenge was too heavy!

"Have I gone too far?" Violet sneered, "I don't think so. When they scold me, why don't you say that

they have gone too far?"

"I..." The reporter suddenly was speechless.

Violet didn’t even look at him, and withdrew her gaze, “Everyone must be responsible for what they do.

When they scolded me so happily on the Internet, they should have thought about that they would have

this ending. I’m not afraid of them at all. I have time to make a lawsuit with them!"

Violet’s words made the reporters present and the viewers in the live broadcast room deeply aware that

she was not easy to provoke.

"Well, I'm finished." Violet waved her hands, "Next, Mr. Murphy will also hold a press conference.

Everyone knows that Eason has discredited me and Mr. Murphy, so Mr. Murphy will also come forward

to clarify. If you guys are interested, you can go to have a look."

As soon as she finished speaking, most reporter ran out.

The others left behind. Not only did they not rush, but also showed a meaningful smile. Obviously, they

had colleagues who had already gone.

"Violet, I've contacted him." Jessie put down the phone and said after finishing the call, "Fraser said

that they have already started."

"I see." Violet said softly, walked to her laptop and tapped a few times, and then the live broadcast of

Stanley's press conference jumped on the big screen.

Stanley sat at the main seat of the conference room, looking at the camera with a cold face, and said

solemnly, "Since Miss Hunt has explained it clearly, then I will not repeat it. Starting today, I will

completely resist the Hunt Group, as my revenge against Eason." Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

No one thought that his approach was wrong. If it were them, they would do the same.

After all, who was willing to be slandered like this for no reason?

But some people still asked, "Mr. Murphy, although there is no such relationship between you and Miss

Hunt, what is the real reason for you and Phoebe to cancel the marriage contract?"

Stanley adjusted the microphone in front of him, "I’ve told you guys the reason when I broke the

marriage contract, because she is vicious. She has framed Miss Hunt many times before. I’ve told her

many times, but she just turned a deaf ear to me, which made me unacceptable. Other than that, she is

indiscreet about her private life."

Phoebe was indiscreet about her private life?

These words were simply infinite reverie. The look in everyone’s eyes when they looked at Stanley

became even more strange.

Even Violet was astonished.

He actually told others that Phoebe cuckolded him. Wasn't he afraid of being gossiped?

Stanley didn't know what Violet was worried about for him. Even if he knew it, he wouldn't care about

those things.

Phoebe was the one who was ashamed anyway, not him.

Even if others wanted to gossip about him, they dare not speak in front of him.

"Okay, today's press conference ends here. That's it!" After speaking, Stanley put away the

microphone, stood up with his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked out of the conference room.

Fraser did not follow, but stayed here, arranging everyone to leave.

All the people who watched the live broadcast were stunned. It was the first time they saw such a

concise conference.

Violet was also a little surprised by such a short press conference, but soon she came to her sense.

Being so resolute really fitted Stanley's character.

Violet smiled and shook her head, then turned off the big screen behind her, and arranged for other

reporters to leave.

Soon, only her and Jessie were left in the studio.

Jessie looked up from the laptop, "Violet, great. The comments on the Internet that scold you are

basically deleted."

"It's normal. After I clarify, some netizens who feel ashamed will take the initiative to delete, and others

who don't want to delete will naturally delete them when they hear that I am preparing to sue those

guys. After some time, there will no one daring to scold me." Violet took a sip of water, and said with a

smile.

She said so much at the press conference that she was so thirsty.

Suddenly, her cell phone next to her laptop rang.

Jessie took a look, "It's from the police station."

"Give it to me." Violet stretched out her hand.

Jessie handed her the phone.

She took it and put it to her ear, "Hello, this is Violet."

"Hello, Miss Hunt, the verdict on Talia has come out. She was detained for ten days for intentional

assault. In addition, as for Phoebe, the court has decided to open the court in three days. I hope you

will be there on time." The police officer said.

Violet nodded, "Okay, I get it."

Then, she put down the phone and told Jessie about the content of the call.

After hearing it, Jessie curled her lips, "It's only ten days? So light!"

"Well, are you going back to the hospital?" Violet looked at Jessie and asked.

Jessie closed the laptop, "Yes."

"Then you drop by to the court and hand in this list. After Talia's trial, they can just go on to check those

paid Internet trolls and netizens." Violet handed Jessie the list.

"Okay, bye!" Jessie took the list, carried her own bag and left.

Violet didn't stay in the studio too long. After informing the designers that they could come to work, she

left.

After all, the two children were still in the apartment. She would be worried about them if she didn’t go

back.

At this moment, the door of the studio was knocked suddenly. A security guard in uniform came in,

"Miss Hunt, there is your express mail."

"Express mail?" Violet paused when she tidied up the desk, and looked up, "Who sent it?"

"It's foreign language. I don't know." The security guard touched his nose embarrassedly and said.

Violet smiled and walked over, "Give it to me."

The security guard handed her the express mail with both hands.

It was a big envelope and quite thick. No one knew what was inside.

"Thank you." Violet smiled and thanked the security guard.

The security waved his hand and said goodbye.

Violet walked in, turning the envelope over to check the sender's information.

Then her eyes widened immediately. She covered her mouth in disbelief.

OMG! What did she see? It was Dillan's name!

This express mail was sent by Dillan!

Violet clenched her fists excitedly and jumped on the spot twice. She couldn't stop being happy.

If it weren't that she was in the studio, she would really like to shout a few times to express her

excitement.

After a while, Violet calmed down a little bit. She patted her chest, breathed out slightly, and opened the

envelope.

An exquisite black invitation letter fell out of it and fell to the ground.

Violet quickly bent over to pick it up, patted the dust on it, opened it cautiously, and exclaimed, "Isn't

this the invitation letter to the exhibition that Mr. Murphy received last night?"