Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Being reminded of this by Stanley, George instantly reacted, and his face turned pale.

After all, that organisation was an abomination to him as well.

His parents died in the hands of someone high up in that organisation.

Although he had already killed the top brass and avenged his parents, his hatred for that organization would never go away.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"I heard that after that organization was exposed, it was purged by various countries around the world, and has now completely disappeared." George looked at Stanley.

Stanley nodded, "But when the United State took an inventory of some of this organization's weapons and equipment based on the books collected, it was discovered that some of the equipment was missing, as to how it was missing, it has not been found out to date, and there is no record in the books as to who took it away."

"You mean to say that it was Ivan who took it away?"

"How else did the bomb come earlier?" Stanley asked instead of answering.

George had nothing to say.

Stanley continued to walk up the mountain, taking with him those who were uninjured or only slightly wounded.

As for those who are seriously injured, or have died, they will stay where they are and someone will come and make arrangements.

At this moment, in some military tent at the top of the mountain, Violet was sitting on a chair with Ivan's hands and feet tied, unable to move.

Of course, apart from her hands and feet, there was no gag on her mouth.

So, she can still talk now.

Ivan was sitting right next to her, with a computer in front of him, and in the computer, what was playing was actually all the passages of the people Stanley had taken up the mountain.

Watching Stanley drip through all sorts of dangers, watching the people around Stanley diminish one by one, watching the clothes on Stanley's body gradually slide downhill, his face getting dirtier and dirtier, his body getting more and more injured.

Violet only felt as if her heart was being plucked out with a knife, so painful that she couldn't breathe, and tears fell down in big globs.

"Ivan, you madman, you actually set so many traps and got so many people killed!" Violet roared at Ivan with eyes wide with anger.

Ivan sat beside her, his arms wrapped around her, smiling extra happily in the face of her duty rant, "So what? Stanley's men come means they are prepared to die, so a few deaths is nothing to be lamented." Violet couldn't believe her ears, such cold-blooded words sent chills down her spine.

Ivan put his hand to her back and rested it on the back of the chair behind her, "Violet, do you think that Stanley will be able to come to our heels without any problems?"

Violet stared at him deadpan, "Of course, I believe in him, he can do it, for sure!"

Ivan laughed again, "Maybe, after coming, he's missing an arm or a leg?"

These words instantly made Violet's face change, "You still have a bomb planted?"

Ivan smiled faintly, "Who knows?"

He shrugged his shoulders, then dropped his eyes and stopped talking, and no one knew what he was thinking.

But Violet thought that by looking like this, he was admitting that he did have a bomb planted behind him.

Perhaps it's not just bombs, but guns too?

In that case, wouldn't Stanley......

When she thought of that possibility, Violet felt her body go cold, her whole body was confused and her mind went blank.

But now that she was tied up, there was nothing she could do except watch the computer in front of her, and the only thing she could do was to pray to the heavens for the safe arrival of Stanley and his party. But apparently, God did not hear Violet's prayers.

Perhaps heard, but deliberately ignored.

Stanley's men were getting fewer and fewer, one by one they fell, and Stanley's body was getting more and more wounded, even though his face was dirty and messy, Violet could still see that his face was gradually paling.

That is a sign of excessive blood loss.

But even so, Stanley still did not give up and continued on.

Seeing this, Violet could no longer look away because of intolerance.

She turned her head away, her tears falling.

Seeing her like this, Ivan's eyes flashed and he suddenly asked, "Violet, if I die, will you also cry for me, like you are doing now?"

Violet raised her head, her eyes filled with hatred as she looked at him, "Never, I will only laugh when you die, how can I cry!"

This man is so bad, he will do anything to get what he wants, how can she cry for such a person?

What's more, this man has repeatedly hurt her and hurt Stanley, and she can't wait for him to die quickly.

Hearing Violet's words, a trace of self-deprecation flashed in Ivan's eyes, "Yeah.... I originally thought that our last meeting could make you change your mind about me a little bit, but I didn't expect that I would be so no good in your heart, so no good that you would hate me."

Last meeting?

What does this mean?

Violet's crying paused for a moment, then she raised her head to look at him, her red lips moving as she was about to ask what was going on.

At this moment, the tent was suddenly lifted up and a man ran in anxiously, "Boss, Stanley and the others have arrived."

Hearing these words, Violet's eyes immediately widened, the surprise in her eyes was undisguised, her body trembled slightly because she was so excited, "Stanley is here, great, great, I knew it, I knew it."

He can definitely make it up.

She just wondered what was his situation now.

Just now, when she tilted her head away from the computer, Ivan turned it off, so she didn't see the ones behind her.

Let's hope there is nothing serious wrong with Stanley.

Violet thought with anxiety in her heart.

Ivan had been watching her, watching her go from happy to worried, and after a slight twinkle in her eyes, he didn't say anything, just instructed the person who came in, "Proceed as planned."

"Yes." The man who had entered answered and turned to go out.

Violet looked at him, "Ivan, what do you want?"

Ivan ignored her and instead pulled open a drawer and retrieved an extremely beautiful box from it.

He opened the box and took out a necklace from inside, then walked towards Violet.

Seeing this, Violet subconsciously tried to hide, but she was tied to a chair, so she couldn't hide at all, and could only watch as Ivan came to her.

Ivan stopped in front of her for a

moment and touched her face before suddenly coming around behind her and putting the necklace on her "This is the last gift I will give you, designed it myself, Violet, you should treasure it, after all there is no second one."

Violet looked down at the necklace around her neck, her eyes filled with disgust, "I don't want your necklace, Ivan, take it off, take it off!"

Ivan just pretended he didn't hear anything, he just raised his finger to her, "Shhh, Violet, listen, it's really lively outside."

Outside, there was constant gunfire and screaming.

Even if Violet could not see what was going on outside, she could still imagine what kind of hell on earth it was outside.

Gunfight!

The plan that Ivan had just told the man was actually to fight with Stanley's men over guns and battles.

Where is Stanley?

How is Stanley doing now?

Has he been shot?

Violet was so anxious inside, but nothing could be done.

"Crazy, Ivan, you're really crazy!" Violet's face was incomparably pale as she shouted towards Ivan, "There are your people too, you're actually so heartless! Not even sparing your own people."0000