Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Seeing this, Fraser, who was sitting at a small desk to the side, asked curiously, "Mr. Murphy, is there something wrong with this letter?"

Just now, at the reception desk, he received a registered letter from the post office, saying that it was addressed to Mr. Murphy.

So Mr. Murphy told him to go down and bring it up.

Strangely enough, these days, there are so few people who will send letters, it's usually the major banks that send credit cards and the like to their customers before they use the letter method of sending things.

Nowadays, people send messages, videos, emails.

That's why he was still surprised to hear from the receptionist that there was a letter for Mr. Murphy.

Thinking, he then went down to have a look, only to find that there was no sending address on it at all, only a receiving address, which was a surprise.

Now seeing Mr. Murphy's grim face after reading the letter, Fraser felt more and more that there was something wrong with the letter.

Stanley glanced at the questioning Fraser, then handed over the letter in his hand, "Read it yourself."

Fraser got up and reached out to take it, looking down at the letter.

When he saw what was on it, he was also taken aback, "Suddenly it was written by Ivan."

The handwriting on this letter was familiar to him, and at a glance it was Ivan's.

After all, having spent so many years with Mr. Murphy, he was able to recognize the handwriting of the Murphy family at a glance.

So the writing on this letter was definitely Ivan's.

What surprised him, of course, was the content of the letter.

It turned out that the person who told George the whereabouts of the Robinson family was Ivan. The spy they rescued was one of Ivan's men.

The spy was also pitiful. someone else spent a million to buy him off, and the handler who contacted him was not even Ivan himself.

In other words, the spy didn't even know who he was working for.

However, this also shows the cunning and cleverness of Ivan, who arranged for other people to act as spies. In this way, not only would he be able to know all kinds of information about their side, but even if the spy was eventually caught, he would not expose Ivan.

In fact, at first, they also suspected that the spy was one of Ivan's men.

But the traces they pried out of the spy were almost non-existent. However, there was almost no trace of Ivan on the spy, but they found some clues that George had met this spy. They also suspected that the spy was Ivan's man.

So they thought te spy was arranged by George.

Because George was bent on finding the Robinson family, now George already knew the whereabouts of the Robinson family.. The spy himself said that he had met with George, so the possibility that this spy was arranged by George was naturally high.

What happened was that they actually guessed wrong and the spy was from Ivan.

"Mr. Murphy, what exactly do you mean when you say he sent this letter to you?" Fraser returned the letter to Stanley, "And he also told us that the spy was arranged by him. Is he provoking us?" Stanley narrowed his eyes, "He's not just provoking, he's still giving me another challenge."

"A letter of challenge?" Fraser was taken aback, "Mr. Murphy, are you saying that Ivan wants to have a duel with you?"

Stanley lifted his chin, "I know him, that's what he means, all along, he and I have been like a cat catching a mouse, I keep catching, he keeps hiding. I can't catch him, but he doesn't dare to really appear in front of me. At first, he might think this game chasing is still fun, but with his character, he can't play until the end, he won't be able to stand being chased, and thus begin to get impatient and pop up himself, and this letter is the proof."

He tapped his finger on the letter on the table.

Fraser finally nodded in a daze, "So that's how it is, no wonder you've never been in a great hurry to think of uncovering Ivan, because you know that sooner or later he will leak himself.."

"That's right." Stanley narrowed his eyes, "Ivan has skills, but his nature is bad, his nature will pull him into hell sooner or later, that's why grandpa has never trained him much."

"I see." Fraser pushed his glasses, "Then what do we do next?"

Stanley asked instead of answering, "Didn't you already know about Ivan's trail before, have you found him yet?"This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Fraser shook his head, "At first, we did have news of Ivan's activities in that country, but after we sent our men there, we found that Ivan's trail disappeared again, so we guessed that he should have left." Stanley nodded, "Got it, send someone over to M Country to look for him."

"M Country?" Fraser was a little puzzled.

Stanley looked at him, "The letter said that the whereabouts of the Robinson family was given to George by Ivan, and George made a special trip to M Country the other day, what do you think it was for?" Being reminded of this by Stanley, Fraser instantly understood something and immediately stood up, "I know, I'll arrange right now."

Stanley nodded, "If you can't find you in M Country, then there's no need to look, he will show up."

He was just worried that when that time came, Ivan would definitely do something by showing up of his own accord.

So he prefers, still, to catch Ivan himself as soon as possible.

At least this way, it will stop Ivan from making any big moves.

Fraser nodded, "Okay, I'll go first."

"Go on." Stanley waved his hand.

Fraser turned around and went out.

Ivan leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the letter in front of him, his eyes dark and uncertain.

At that moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Stanley withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to rub his temples before taking his phone out and looking at the screen.

The call was from Henry and he was a little reluctant to answer it.

But then something occurred to him and he picked it up.

"What is it?" Stanley lightly opened his thin lips, his voice clear and cold as he spoke.

Henry knew he would treat himself with this attitude, so he wasn't disappointed and smiled, "Stanley, I call to say goodbye to you."

"Okay." Stanley nodded.

Henry sighed helplessly when Stanley had replied with just one word, "Aren't you going to say something else to me? Like wish me a good trip or something?"

"There's no need." Stanley's attitude remained indifferent as he spoke.

Henry smiled bitterly, "Well, okay then, I'll hang up now, just so you know I said goodbye."

Stanley pursed his thin lips, "When are you leaving?"

On the other end of the phone, Henry, who had already planned to hang up, froze for a moment when he heard his question, then put the phone back to his ear with a light laugh, "The flight is tonight." He had already left before, but a patient suddenly came back to J City and needed an operation.

At the moment no one in J City dares to take over that operation except for him, so he was called back in.

Now that the operation is done, the patient's condition is under control, and he will not be needed after that, it is only natural that he will continue to fulfil his march.

So he already bought a ticket to leave tonight.

This time, he was really gone and would not be back for any phone call.

That's why there was a special call to Stanley to say goodbye.

Stanley heard Henry's reply and gave a nod, "I know."

After that, he didn't speak again.

Henry lost his smile and shook his head, "I didn't even hear one more word from you, well enough about that, Stanley, I wish you and Violet happiness, goodbye!"ÛÛÛ