Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet lowered her head, bent her legs, both arms hugged her legs, and buried her head in her knees, her whole body falling into endless panic and bewilderment. Ivan definitely wouldn't let her go, and the probability of her having to escape was small to almost none.

And Ivan would certainly lock the door to her room from time to time, not allowing her to have access to anything that could connect with the outside world.

Which meant that if she had been unable to run away, had been unable to contact the outside world, she would have to remain locked up here, on this island surrounded by sea on all sides.

And Ivan even asked her to think about it, to consider whether she should be with him, and if she refused, would Ivan get mad at her and then forced her?

When she thought of how crazy Ivan looked at herself just now, Violet couldn't help but shiver.

She was pretty sure that Ivan would.

Once he loses his patience, he's sure to force her, can she resist?

Thinking of this, Violet felt cold, not knowing what to do, and in her heart, she could only silently pray that Stanley would find her sooner.

Stanley went to the military of a certain country and made a deal with the military to contact the military of the other country the plane was flying to.

That country doesn't have satellites to detect where the planes ended up flying with satellite surveillance, but as a country that has planes flying within its own national airspace, it certainly does monitor them.

As long as the military of this country is in contact with the military of that country, it might be a little better to find it.

Meanwhile, Calvin hasn't been idle and has been studying the surveillance intercepted pictures of the plane.

Although the fuselage of the plane is hidden with a lot of markings and information, there will always be other information left behind.

Sure enough, Calvin then found a graphic symbol on top of a plane.

Using his hacking skills, Calvin quickly found out what the logo of the graphic represented, which was the logo of the manufacturer of the aircraft propeller.

After learning this, Calvin excitedly called Stanley, "Daddy, I have some clues here."

Stanley said sorry to the man in uniform across the room, then took out his phone and put it to his ear, "What's it?"

"I found the manufacturer of the propeller on the fuselage of the plane, and if we go to this manufacturer, we can find out exactly which fuselage manufacturer this manufacturer is working with."

An aircraft, which cannot be done by one factory, because of the different parts of each part, then many manufacturers need to work together to assemble a plane.

So the plant department that makes the propellers, and the plant department that makes the fuselage or other systems of the aircraft, would definitely be connected.

Stanley obviously thought this through as well, a flash of excitement in his eyes, and he immediately stood up, "Calvin you did a good job, I'll be right back and take a trip to the manufacturer of the propeller." "Okay." Calvin nodded.

The call hung up and Stanley looked at the uniformed man who stood up, "Excuse me, I have some clues on my side, I must go first, I can't delay, the more I delay, the more dangerous my wife will be."

"I understand, Mr. Murphy, don't worry, our military has already contacted the military of N.z., their air force is verifying the private planes that entered the airspace range in the past two days. I believe we will have news soon." The uniformed man extended his hand towards Stanley.

Stanley shook it, "Many thanks, goodbye!"

After withdrawing his hand, he turned and strutted away.

The manufacturer of the plane was not in this country, but in Germany, so Stanley rushed to Germany without stopping.

But this country is almost a seven-hour plane ride to Germany.

Stanley was afraid that he wouldn't be able to communicate with the outside world on the plane, and had asked Calvin to get a real-time calling program for his computer.

Sure enough, while Stanley was on the plane, he received a message from the military that the N.z. had locked down the plane that took Violet.

He was told by the military of the N.z. that the plane had left the territorial limits of the N.z. and was heading towards the territorial waters.

And that plane, at that time, had flown a very long distance from this country to the N.z., and it kept going to the middle of the ocean.

But even if it flew towards the sea, it definitely wouldn't be able to fly very far, so the news from the N.z. military was that the plane, most likely, stopped at some island in the sea at that time.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

There are a lot of small islands in that ocean, and those small islands have been bought by rich people, so the N.z. military suggested that Stanley should find out who bought those islands, and maybe there are some clues.

All in all, the military of the N.z. believes that the plane cannot fly out of that ocean and can only stop at some island in the middle of the ocean.

Of course, this speculation was true, but what Stanley feared was that the plane would stop at some island that night, but after it was maintained, it departed again.

But no matter what, those islands, he still had to check them out.

Thinking, Stanley video contacted Fraser.

"Mr. Murphy." A weary face of Fraser appeared on the screen.

Stanley knew that no one had rested properly these days in order to find Violet.

He felt guilty, but now that Violet hadn't been found yet, he couldn't make them stop even if he felt guilty.

When he finds Violet, he'll do his best to make it up to them.

"Check all the islands within the waters of the N.z., whether they're manned or unmanned, and summarize them." Stanley pinched the bridge of his nose and said in a deep voice.

Fraser's eyes widened, "Mr. Murphy, you are suspecting that Mrs. Murphy is on some island?"

"The military side gave a clue that this is the case, but we still have to confirm it, and I can't stop on my side, we also have to continue to lock on to that plane's location." Stanley said in a deep voice. Fraser nodded, "I know, I'm going to do it, but......"

"But what?" Stanley narrowed his eyes.

Fraser sighed, "It's like this, because that sea is very wide, and the center of the sea is covered with mist all year round, it's easy to lose direction, so currently the world map is not even marked out the islands completely, because there are some that satellites can't even find, so even if I did a summary, there might be omissions."

Hearing these words, Stanley's brows knitted deeply.

Soon, though, he stretched again and said, "I got it, go ahead and summarize, follow up."

"Okay."

The video ended, and Stanley turned off his computer, closing his eyes tiredly.

Violet, where the hell are you?

Violet was still sitting on the floor when there was a knock on the door of the room behind her and came the voice of the maid, "Madam, it's time to go downstairs for dinner."

Violet's body moved and finally she raised her head, her eyes flushed with redness, obviously having cried.

For herself to be alone on this isolated island, and to face Ivan's coercion, and Ivy's backstabbing, how could she not be afraid and scared in her heart?

She was always a weak woman, and it was hard not to shed tears when things like this happened.

"No, I'm not eating!" Violet stood up, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said with a slightly hoarse voice.

The maid did not give up, "Sir said that if you don't eat, he will come up himself."

"What?" Violet's face paled.

Ivan actually said that!0000000☐☐☐☐☐