"Yes...Yes." Phoebe didn’t dare to look into Stanley’s eyes. She answered in low voice.
Stanley looked up at her, "Then tell me, why would that kind of trash pass?"
Facing Stanley's question, Phoebe lowered her head and couldn't answer.
Violet chuckled, "That's because those designers have a better relationship with Director Hunt, so it is
inevitable that Director Hunt will take care of them. Is that right, Director Hunt?"
Phoebe glared at Violet, as if she wanted to tear Violet into pieces.
Stanley saw it. He knew what Violet said was true. His thin lips were immediately pursed. He looked at
Violet and said, “From now on, you will temporarily take over Phoebe’s work. All design drawings will
be reviewed by you."
"Me?" Violet was stunned.
She just wanted to break Phoebe's power.
Unexpectedly, she actually took over Phoebe's position.
Compared to Violet's shock, Phoebe was so flustered right now. Her eyes widened in disbelief,
"Stanley, you can't do this!"
Let Violet replace her?
This was no different from driving her away!
Stanley's sharp eyes fixed on Phoebe's face. His voice was cold, "Why not? I let you be the director of
the design department. You messed up the whole design department. Tell me how can I let you still
manage the design department?"
"I..." Phoebe was speechless.
Stanley pinched his eyebrows and said, "Okay, that’s a deal. You guys all go out!"
"Yes!" Violet replied and walked to the door.
Although Phoebe was unwilling, she didn't dare to provoke Stanley. After stamping her foot, she
chased Violet angrily.
"Stop!"
On the corridor, Violet stopped, "Director Hunt, is there anything else?"
Phoebe came to Violet, gritted her teeth and glared at Violet, "You are very proud of yourself that you
drove my men away, and took my job away, right?"
Violet shrugged, "I am not proud of it, but I am very happy. Speaking of which, it’s you who gave me the
opportunity. If you didn't incite them to spread rumors about me and Director Murphy, they would not be
driven away. Your position would not fall into my hands."
Phoebe knew that Violet was laughing at her. She trembled with anger, "You bitch..."
"Shhh!" Violet raised a finger and made a quiet gesture, "Director Hunt, this is outside the office of Mr.
Murphy. You said so loud, just want to attract Mr. Murphy over and let Mr. Murphy see your vulgar
look?"
Hearing that, Phoebe was startled. She immediately calmed down. Her voice was also lowered a lot,
"Violet, that’s not over!"
"Okay, I'll wait and see!" Violet replied faintly, and then walked past Phoebe to the elevator.
Back to the design department, those designers were no longer there, and the positions were empty.
The rest of the people looked at Violet with a little fear and a little admiration.
They were afraid of Violet!
After all, Violet drove away several designers and robbed Director Hunt’s position.
Feeling the sense of alienation from everyone, Violet didn't care. She had expected it a long time ago.
After smiling faintly, she picked up a pencil and started working.
In the afternoon, Violet answered the phone and went to a coffee shop near the Murphy Group.
As soon as she entered, a man sitting by the window waved to her, "Miss Hunt, here!"
Violet walked over, pulled the chair opposite the man and sat down, "Hello, Mr. Knight, have you got
the result of the investigation last time?"
"Of course, otherwise I won't call you." As he said, he opened the briefcase beside his hand and took
out a file bag and a photo from it. The photo was that one which was taken by Violet in the hospital last
time.
"Miss Hunt, you guess is right. These three people are indeed the kind of relationship you thought. This
man is Nate Walker, and the child in his arms is Filip Ellis. He is five years old this year. This is the
paternity test of the three of them. Our agency has spent a lot of efforts to get the paternity test. It is
absolutely real!"
Mr. Knight pushed the file bag to Violet.
Violet quickly took out the paternity test inside and read it. After reading it, she laughed. Her laughter
was full of irony.
Twenty-six years ago, Eason had an affair with Talia, causing Phoebe to be half a year older than her.
Seven years ago, Eason drove her, her mother and her brother out of the Hunt family for Talia and
Phoebe.
Now Talia had an affair with others and cuckolded Eason. It was so ridiculous. When her mother
returned, she would tell her mother. Her mother would be very happy, right?
Thinking of it, Violet stuffed the paternity test back into the file bag, "Mr. Knight, thank you so much!"
"You’re welcome." Mr. Knight responded with a smile.
Violet took out her mobile phone, transferred the money to him, and left the coffee shop, preparing to
pick up the children in the kindergarten.
Two hours later, Violet returned to the apartment with her two children. As soon as they got out of the
elevator, she saw Fraser coming out of Stanley's apartment.
"Fraser, what are you doing..." Violet pointed to the suitcase Fraser was pulling.
Fraser didn't expect to meet her here. He pushed his glasses and replied, "I helped Mr. Murphy pack
his luggage."
While speaking, he couldn't help but look at Calvin next to her.
This child obviously looked exactly like Mr. Murphy.
How come he was Ivan's son?
"Pack luggage?" Calvin asked, raising his head, "Sir, Uncle Murphy won't live here anymore?"
Fraser nodded, "Yes."
When Arya heard this, she was anxious, "Mommy, I like Uncle Murphy very much. Can you tell Uncle
Murphy not to move to other places?"
"Arya, be a good girl!" Violet lowered her head and pulled the clothes out of the little girl's hand, and
then smiled embarrassedly at Fraser, "The girl is not sensible."
"It doesn't matter. They are very cute." Fraser waved his hand to show that he didn't care.
Although he didn't like Ivan, he had to admit that these two children were really likable.
"Violet, it's getting late, I have to send the luggage to Mr. Murphy, so I have to leave first." Fraser said
while looking at the watch.
"Okay, bye." Violet took the two children to the side and let out the way.
Fraser thanked them, and walked past the three of them to get into the elevator.
"Mommy." Calvin looked at Violet, "Why did Uncle Murphy not live here?"
"Mommy doesn't know either." Violet shook her head. Looking at Stanley's closed apartment door,
Violet suddenly felt a little empty.
Arya rubbed her eyes and was about to cry, "Mommy, Arya can’t see Uncle Murphy in the future, right?"
"What are you talking about?" Violet scratched her nose, "Why did you think that you can't see him
anymore? When Uncle Murphy didn't move here, you can also see him, right? Well, let's go home first.
What do you want to eat? Mommy will make it for you."
As soon as Arya heard the food, she immediately forgot Stanley. She raised her little hand and
shouted, "Mommy, I want to eat fish."
"What about Calvin?" Violet asked Calvin as she was opening the door.
Calvin touched his chin and thought, "Coke chicken wings."
"Okay!" Violet rubbed the heads of the two children and said in a petting way.
The next day, Violet came out of the dye room with wearing a white coat which was stained with
various colors. Seeing Ivan who was leaning against the wall, she was taken aback, "Director Murphy,
why are you here?"
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