Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 173 Warehouse Was on Fire

George put down the phone, rearranged his expression, and replied with a smile, "It's from the garage, saying that my car had been crashed too badly and it was not easy to repair, so advised me to buy a new one."

Hearing that, Violet recalled the situation of his car at that time. The whole front of the car was flat. It was really serious.

"Then buy a new one. It was crashed so badly. Even if it is repaired, the safety factor is not as high as the original one." Violet sat down.

George said, "It can only be this way."

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door.

Violet and George both looked over.

The door was opened. Jessie came in from outside carrying a big bag.

Seeing this, Violet quickly got up to help, "So heavy. What have you bought, Jessie?"

"I bought some cookers and a big bone. I am going to cook a big bone soup for George." Jessie took a look at George.

George's eyes flickered, and then he looked away.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the two of them had begun to become stiff and embarrassing again, Violet couldn't help but sighed, and then hurriedly clapped her hands and said, "Soup? I'm good at this. Jessie, I can help you!"

"Okay." Jessie agreed with a smile.

Afterwards, Violet led Calvin to follow Jessie and walked to the next public kitchen, where the hospital built for patients’ family members to cook.

After the three people left, only George was left in the ward.

George picked up the phone next to his pillow again and dialed out the phone number with a gloomy face.

The phone was quickly connected. The woman said with slightly soft but a gleeful voice, "You are awake."

"Is it you?" George squinted.

The woman blinked, pretending to not understand, "Dr. Joe, what are you talking about? Why is me?"

"You sent someone to damage the brakes of that car!" George squeezed the phone tightly and said in a cold voice.

"Wow, you’re really clever."

good. You said you want to get hurt for Violet and make Violet feel guilty for you. Then you can ask her to be with you. Bu just minor injuries are not enough, so I just wanted to make you hurt

believe your nonsense?" George interrupted her with a distorted face, "You just want to kill me, because I have evidence

The woman's laughter stopped.

hand he was holding the phone trembled slightly, as if he was about to smash the

everything will be okay after you kill me? Do you believe that as long as I die, the evidence will appear on the Internet immediately?

grinned and hung

opened the door

eyes condensed. Then he quickly let go of the phone and arranged the expression on his face, returning to his usual gentle and

just came here to get the bag!" Violet said, walking towards the sofa, picking up the bag on the

lips, "Are you

just now, the supervisor of the factory department of the studio called me and told me that something went wrong while making the clothes. He asked me

at her, "Be careful on

will. I'll

went out, pulled Calvin's hand outside the

few days, Violet

the studio, helped other designers modify the design drawings and went to the factory to supervise the progress of the

previous knockout matches. She was

factory's first batch of ready-to-wear garments was finished. Before Violet could relax herself, something went wrong in the

accident happened, she was discussing the purchase of the accessories about catwalk clothes with Aadam. After receiving a call from the warehouse manager, she stood up from the chair in shock, "What did

warehouse manager jumped anxiously.

else can you do?

The

I can’t

Aadam couldn't help asking, "What is going on? You

helped her, Mr. Murphy would be happy and would

held the document in her arms, "No need, Aadam, thank you for your kindness. The warehouse where I store cloth is on fire, but my staff has

apologetically, left

at the direction of her car’s leaving, hesitated for a moment, and called Stanley

to

could the warehouse

knocked on the table and called Fraser

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