Chapter 539 Eason's Funeral

"Some time ago, Ivy came to see me." George spoke with astonishment.

Violet's face changed slightly, "What? She approached you?"

"Exactly."

"What does she want with you?" Violet clenched her palms.

George pushed his glasses back, "She asked me to help her leave J City."

"You agreed?" Violet's volume drew up.

George shook his head, "No, but I think that she might not be in J City anymore."

Violet was stunned, "How did you know?"

"After I rejected her, I told her that instead of looking for me, she should go to Ivan, they are allies, so
Ivan will definitely help her, so I think she should have gone to Ivan later, and if she did, then she is
definitely not in J City now." George said.

Violet's body trembled and she was furious, "You didn't even tell me about such a big thing, you clearly
know the hatred between me and Ivy."

"I'm sorry, Violet." George lowered his eyes, seemingly full of apologies, but in reality, on his face, there
was no apology at all.

Violet couldn't see it and closed her eyes, "What's the use of you apologizing to me now, it's been so
long since it happened, you didn't tell me then, why should you tell me now?"

"Because of the clues you just told me, so ......"



"So this is gratitude from you?" Violet sneered.

George's eyes flickered, "Sort of."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, I just want to know why Ivy asked you to help her leave J City in the first
place. I remember that you weren't particularly familiar with each other, you were only her attending
doctor at most." Violet narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

George smiled softly, "I'm not sure about that, probably because she couldn't find anyone else, so she
came to me."

"Is that so ....." Violet pursed her red lips and didn't know whether she believed it or not.

A moment later, she asked again, "You just said that Ivy and Ivan are allies, what's this about?"

"I knew it by chance, they had a contact before you and Mr. Murphy had a fight. Ivy gave Ivan a video
and Ivan sent it to Mr. Murphy, and then you and Mr. Murphy had a fight." George replied.

Violet's pupils shrank slightly, "A video? Could it be ......"

"Yes, that video in your mind." George nodded.

Violet's hand that was squeezing the phone trembled slightly.

It turned out that video was posted by Ivan.

What surprised Violet the most, though, was George.

This was something that neither she nor Stanley knew about, but George knew that it was Ivan who did
it.

How the hell did he know that?



"Violet, are you still there?" George asked over the phone.

Violet's eyes flashed, suppressing her inner suspicion, and nodded, "Yes, but I've got something to do
too, George, we'll talk next time."

"Good." George nodded with a smile.

The call ended, and Violet put down the phone, sinking into contemplation.

She found that a lot of things were covered with a veil that made it hard to see just how deep it was
hidden.

When she had managed to pull off the veil, she still couldn't see it because there was another layer
inside.

It was like George.

She had always thought that it was impossible to get involved between George and Ivy, as well as Ivan,
because George and they had no grudges.

But now she realized that everything was naive in her own mind.

There was a possibility that there was a family killing feud between George and the organization behind
Ivan, and there might be something between George and Ivy that she didn't know about.

Why would Ivy have gone to him for help?

She would never believe that it was really what George had said, that Ivy couldn't find anyone to help
her before she sought him out.

"Hey ......" Violet rubbed her temples with a headache.



Stanley came back and closed the door to the room, "What's the sigh?"

"It's George." Violet replied.

Stanley's handsome face instantly sank, "Why are you talking about him?"

"I just spoke to George." Violet pulled him down, then told him about the call she just had.

When she finished, she looked at the man, surprised, "Why aren't you even surprised?"

"Surprised by what?" Stanley raised an eyebrow.

Violet frowned, "Of course that video was sent to you by Ivan and Ivy in collusion."

Stanley chuckled, "I have long guessed it, more than that, I have also long suspected that Ivy is not in J
City."

"What? You guessed it a long time ago?" Violet opened her mouth in surprise, and then angrily pushed
the man's chest, "You didn't even tell me."

"You're busy with Eason, and I don't want to add to your worries by telling you this." Stanley hugged her
and kissed her forehead.

The anger in Violet's heart dissipated and she sighed, "I really didn't expect that there were things
happening between George and Ivy."

"It's okay, it'll be checked out." Stanley squeezed her hand.

Violet nodded and leaned her head on his chest, "By the way, did you arrange that badge?"

"Fraser has already gone to investigate, I believe there will be results soon." Stanley's chin rested on
the top of her head and rubbed on it.



Violet was tickled by his rubbing, but did not struggle, instead she quietly closed her eyes, "That's good
......"

She yawned.

Stanley heard it and looked down at her, "Want to sleep?"

"Well, I've been busy with Eason these past two days and haven't had much sleep." Violet replied
tiredly.

Stanley patted her back, "Sleep if you want, I'll stay here with you."

"Okay." Violet gave a smile, wrapped her arms around his waist, and fell asleep.

Stanley waited for her to fall asleep before gently picking her up horizontally and placing her on the
bed.

The next day was the day of Talia's execution and Eason's funeral.

The sky was overcast and gave a very depressing feeling.

Wearing a long black dress with a white rose pinned to her chest, Violet stood in front of the window of
the lounge with a glass of juice, her eyes calmly looking at the guests who came to the funeral from
outside.

"Sister." At that moment, Steven's voice rang out behind her.

Violet turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Stanley told me to come over and see what you're up to." Steven replied with a smile.



He was also dressed in all black, with a white rose pinned to his chest, and although he was smiling,
his eyes were still moist and he had obviously cried.

"Nothing, just looking around, where's Stanley?" Violet asked rhetorically as she took a sip of her juice.

Steven squeezed his sore neck, "He took Calvin and Arya to talk about cooperation with a boss, so he
couldn't come. Sister, it's almost time, Eason ...... Dad's ashes have already been loaded into the car,
we should leave for the cemetery side."

"Okay, let's go then." Violet looked at her wristwatch, the time was indeed almost up.

Steven nodded, "Then I'll go tell everyone."

With those words, he walked out.

Not long after, Stanley came over with the two children.

Violet knew that they were here to pick her up and walked over after smiling.

"You cried?" Stanley asked in a low voice as he looked at Violet's slightly red eyes.

Violet shook her head, "No, I am just upset."

The two kids didn't cry either.

They had little affection for Eason, their grandfather, so they wouldn't be sad and upset or want to cry.

The same went for Stanley.

"Come on, let's go to the car first." Stanley took Violet's hand.

Violet nodded and followed him towards the car.






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