Violet pulled back her hair, took a step back, and distanced herself from him.
Seeing her evasive to himself like this, Ivan's eyes darkened, but soon returned to nature. He put the
invitation card in her hand, "Remember to come."
After speaking, he waved his hand and walked in the other direction.
Violet looked at the invitation card in her hand, then looked at his back, and took a deep breath.
Okay! Since he wanted her to go so much, she would go and see what he wanted to do with inviting
her.
Thinking of this, Violet put the invitation card in her bag and pressed the elevator again.
When she arrived at the garment department, it was already ten minutes later.
When Violet entered, she found that Stanley was also there. She couldn't help being a little surprised,
"Mr. Murphy, why are you here?"
Stanley glanced at her and explained faintly, "I heard that the clothes for the show are finished, so I
came here to take a look. As the boss, I have to have a general understanding of the clothes. But you,
why are you late?"
He let his men go to tell her half an hour ago.
Violet put down the bag and replied, "Something happened on the road, Mr. Murphy, let's see the
clothes."
She didn't want to tell him about her encounter with Ivan on her way here.
If he knew what she had talked with Ivan later, it would be bad.
Stanley didn't doubt. He clapped his hands, then someone pushed the clothes out.
Each one was extremely gorgeous. Luxurious dresses appeared in front of everyone like this. The
entire clothing department felt like it was illuminated.
"So amazing!" Someone sighed.
Violet nodded, "Mr. Murphy, I, the chief designer, didn't let you down, did I?"
Looking at her showing off, Stanley smiled, "No."
Violet smiled contentedly, "That's good. I'll see if these clothes need to be changed."
With that said, she walked over to the clothes and began to check them one by one.
Stanley was not idle either, and went to help.
After checking, it was almost noon.
Stanley took the initiative to invite her to have lunch together. Violet happened to be a little hungry, so
she agreed.
The two went to a western restaurant nearby.
Stanley handed the menu to Violet.
Violet ordered a steak and a black forest cake.
Stanley took a sip of the water on the table, "You seem to like dessert?"
He remembered that she ate quite a lot at the commenters' party last time.
Violet fluffed her hair and replied, "Yeah. I am busy at work every day. I will relax a lot when I eat a
sweet bite."
"Really?" Stanley rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers. No one knew what he was thinking. Then
they two didn’t talk anymore.
After the meal, the two did not return to the company, and went to the fashion hall to check the layout of
the show.
After all, it had not been many days since the big show. All aspects needed to be checked by them
personally to be not worried.
Soon, they arrived the fashion hall.
The two entered the elevator. Just as Violet was about to close the door, a hurried voice came from
outside, "Wait a minute! Wait for me."
Violet pressed the button to open the door.
A woman in work clothes ran over carrying a lot of bags. After entering the elevator, she kept bowing to
Violet and Stanley, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Violet waved her hand and smiled.
Stanley didn't respond. He stood quietly and looked at the gap of the elevator door.
Although the woman was marveled at his face, she was also afraid of his fierce momentum, so she
moved herself to the corner.
Half a minute later, the woman's floor arrived.
The woman lifted the bags at her feet and went out. The moment she went out, the big bag on her
shoulder suddenly swayed and hit Violet, directly making her into Stanley's arms.
Stanley subconsciously pulled a hand out of his trouser pocket, put his arm around her waist, and held
her steady, "Are you okay?"
"I'm okay. Thank you…" Violet's lips kissed the man's lips before she finished speaking. She was
completely stunned. Her mind was blank. She stared at him blankly, forgetting to react.
Stanley was not much better than her. Looking at the woman's eyes, the dark tide in his eyes kept
surging.
He had no idea that she would raise her head to talk to him at this moment.
At that time, he was just looking down at her. That was why this scene was created.
The woman's soft lips, and the fragrance from time to time on her body, were constantly playing in his
mind.
His eyes darkened. There was an urge to deepen the kiss.
But his reason finally made him hold back.
Stanley let go of his hand on Violet's waist and took a step back, spitting out the words in a low and
hoarse voice, "Sorry."
Violet also recovered. She was blushed. She lowered her head, shyly not daring to look at him, "It... it
doesn't matter!"
In fact, she was the one who should apologize.
If she didn't raise her head suddenly, she wouldn't...
Violet quickly covered her face and turned around, turning her back to Stanley.
She could feel her face getting hotter, and her heartbeat was so fast that she couldn't calm down, as if
it was about to jump out of her throat in the next second.
Violet's nervousness and shyness were naturally seen by Stanley.
Although Stanley knew that the kiss just now was just an accident, the kiss was a kiss. Besides, she
was kissed by another man. Maybe she was under a lot of psychological pressure at the moment.
Thinking, Stanley lowered his eyelids, pretending to say coldly, "You can treat it as nothing happened
just now."
"What?" Violet's back stiffened.
Stanley glanced at the top of her head and said, "The elevator is here. Let's go."
After speaking, he walked past Violet and out of the elevator.
Violet looked at his back, hesitant to speak.
After two seconds, she seemed to have figured out something, and trotted to follow.
Yeah, why should she care so much? They even had sex five years ago. Now, it was just a faint kiss.
But why was she so shy like this?
Furthermore, this was originally an accident. As he said, nothing had happened.
Violet smiled relievedly.
After entering the fashion hall, Violet quickly entered the working state.
Stanley sat in the audience seat under the T stage, staring at the T stage and Violet, who was
discussing the model rehearsal with the choreographer.
It was said that the people who were at work were the most beautiful. Violet at this moment was like
this. She was immersed in work, as if she was shining, which made people unable to move their eyes
from her.
It wasn't until the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated that Stanley adjusted his emotions, took back his
gaze and answered the call, "Hello?"
Not knowing what the person on the other end of the phone said, he suddenly stood up and said, "I'll
be here right away!"
Immediately, he put down his cell phone and beckoned to a staff member. After a few words, he left
with a tight face.
Soon after he left, Violet ended her discussion with the arranger and stepped down to look for him, but
she didn't see him.
Just as she was wondering if he had gone to the bathroom, the staff member just now came over,
"Miss Hunt, Mr. Murphy has already left."
"What?" Violet was a little surprised.
Wasn't he here just now?
Why did he leave?
"Yes, after answering the phone, he said he was going to the hospital to see someone." The staff
member replied.
Hearing this, Violet was suddenly stunned.
She remembered that George told her two days ago that the operation of that Miss Ellis was
successful, but Miss Ellis had been a vegetable for many years, so her physical condition was often
unstable.
He should just go to see Miss Ellis, right?
Violet held back the sadness. She smiled to thank the staff.
The staff waved his hands and went busy with his own affairs.
Violet didn't stay there anymore. She took a taxi back to the company.
In the afternoon, Violet put away the things on the desk and was about to get off work. Ivan suddenly
appeared at the door and knocked on the door of her office, "Done?"
Hearing this, Violet was suddenly stunned.
She remembered that George told her two days ago that the operation of that Miss Ellis was
successful, but Miss Ellis had been a vegetable for many years, so her physical condition was often
unstable.
He should just go to see Miss Ellis, right?
Violet held back the sadness. She smiled to thank the staff.
The staff waved his hands and went busy with his own affairs.
Violet didn't stay there anymore. She took a taxi back to the company.
In the afternoon, Violet put away the things on the desk and was about to get off work. Ivan suddenly
appeared at the door and knocked on the door of her office, "Done?"
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