"Okay." Although Violet was a little confused, she didn't ask anything, and directly nodded in response.
At this time, a deliveryman in a red delivery suit appeared at the door of the conference room, holding a
bunch of bright red roses dripping with waterdrops. He knocked on the door with the receipt and asked,
"Excuse me, who is Miss Violet Hunt? "
"Looking for you." President of the Branch smiled jokingly, "It should be your boyfriend or your suitors."
Violet couldn't laugh or cry, "I have already had children. How could it be my boyfriend and suitors?
Don't tease me."
"You have kids?" President of the Branch looked at her in surprise.
She was in a good shape and didn't look like a person who had given birth to a child at all.
"Yeah." Violet nodded, and did not continue to talk to President of the Branch. She walked up to the
deliveryman, "Hello, this is Violet."
The deliveryman glanced at her, a touch of surprise in his eyes. Then he handed the flower to her,
"Hello, Miss Hunt, this is your flower."
"Who gave it?" Violet didn't accept it, but looked at the bunch of roses and asked.
This was a bunch of red velvet roses. It was a very precious kind of rose, and most people couldn't buy
it.
It seemed that the identity of the person who gave her the flowers was not simple.
"It's a..." Violet's cell phone rang when the deliveryman was about to answer her question.
After Violet said sorry, she took out her mobile phone to have a look.
The call was from Stanley. She hesitated for a while, but still answered, "Mr. Murphy!"
"Have you received the flower?" Stanley's deep and sexy voice came.
Hearing his voice, Violet's goose bumps were all up. She couldn't help rubbing her arms, "So you gave
me this flower?"
"Yeah." Stanley nodded.
Violet fiddled with the rose petals, and asked puzzledly, "Why did you send me flowers?"
"You won the championship. Congratulations." Stanley replied with smile.
Violet's throbbing heart suddenly calmed down. She smiled faintly, "Thank you, Mr. Murphy."
"You’re welcome. I don't know what flowers you like, so I bought roses. Do you like it?" Stanley asked,
leaning against the wall outside Ivy's ward.
He really didn't know the flowers she liked.
He just thought that as long as it was red, it suited her. Besides, the red rose itself represented the
charm of a woman, and it matched her very well.
"I like it very much." Violet nodded.
"That's good." Stanley's tight heart relaxed.
He gave flowers to someone for the first time. He was really afraid that she would not like it.
Suddenly, the door to the ward was opened. Henry came out from the inside. Seeing Stanley making a
call, he said in a low voice, "Ivy has finished the injection. It may be a little hurt. She’s calling you. Go in
and accompany her until she sleeps. After she falls asleep, you can leave."
Stanley gave a hmm.
Although Violet could not hear what Henry was talking about, she also heard his voice, so she said,
"Mr. Murphy, is Dr. Baxter looking for you? Then you go ahead with your work. I’ll talk something to
President of the Branch."
"Okay, bye!" Stanley nodded.
"Goodbye!" Violet smiled and said goodbye, then hung up the phone.
After putting away the phone, she reached out to the deliveryman, "Give it to me."
The deliveryman handed the flowers over again, and the receipt at the same time.
Violet signed it, then the deliveryman left.
Violet held a huge bouquet of flowers and followed President of the Branch to the office.
The flower was estimated to be ninety-nine, which were surprisingly large and heavy in a bunch.
It was a little difficult for Violet to hold, so she was staggering. Besides, the flowers blocked her sight.
She could only look down at the ground.
So that along the way, the scene of her holding flowers attracted a lot of attention.
Finally, Violet arrived at the office. She put down the flowers, sighed with relief, patted her sore arms,
and sat down opposite President of the Branch's desk, frowning.
President of the Branch poured her a cup of tea, "Someone likes you and gave you such a large bunch
of flowers. Why are you still frowning?"
Violet picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water, "Who likes me?"
"The person who gave you the rose doesn't like you?" President of the Branch said with a smile,
"Although I’m old, I also know that roses can't be given casually, especially red roses. They can only be
given to lovers."
Violet shook her head, "But you’re wrong this time. He doesn't like me. He just appreciates my design
talents. The reason why he gave roses is because he has a cold personality and doesn't understand
this. He thinks as long as it is a woman, he can send roses."
"Okay, okay, I don’t understand you young people. Don't talk about this. Do you know why I asked you
to come here?" President of the Branch looked at her.
Violet pondered for a while before she said, "It should be related to Phoebe, right?"
"Yes, Phoebe is really screwed up this time. Design Association will notify those top designers who
were plagiarized by her. If she is held accountable, she will definitely go to jail, at least three years or
more."
"She asked for this. From the moment she plagiarized, her ending is doomed." Violet turned her teacup
and said lightly.
She didn't sympathize with Phoebe at all.
Those designs were all efforts of others. Phoebe used the effort of others to earn fame and fortune.
This was her ending.
"I'm telling you this just to hope that when the trial is held, you, as the evidence provider, will come
forward to confirm it." President of the Branch smiled.
Violet nodded, "I will."
"Well. In addition, there are only two months left for international competition. In these two months, you
should prepare well and try your best, letting our country and J city be proud of you."
"I’ll try my best." Violet nodded, and then thought of something. She asked, "By the way, you just said
that you have something for me. What is it?"
"Oh, I almost forgot." President of the Branch patted his forehead, "I'm old and I don't have a good
memory."
As he said, he opened the drawer and took out a box and a certificate to her.
Violet took them suspiciously.
She first opened the box and took a look, and found that there was a medal inside, which made her
even more puzzled.
After that, she opened the certificate next to it and saw the content inside, then her eyes widened, "The
champion of Golden Feather Award, Mina? You..."
"Surprised how did I know that you are Mina, right?" President of the Branch looked at her with a smile.
Violet nodded.
President of the Branch pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Merced called me the
day before yesterday. Then yesterday Mr. Moore told me about Phoebe's plagiarism. He told me
Phoebe also plagiarized in Golden Feather Award. She copied a designer named Mina. I know Mina is
you, so..."
"So you told the organizer of Golden Feather Award?" Violet raised her eyebrows.
Golden Feather Award replied with smile, "Yes, the organizer of Golden Feather Award immediately
decided to make the other medal and certificate for you. After all, Phoebe’s winning works belong to
you. At this time, the official website of Golden Feather Award has already changed the news of the
real champion."
Violet put the certificate and medal into her arms, "Thank you so much."
"You don't need to thank me. This is what you deserve. Try your best in international competitions."
President of the Branch patted her on the shoulder.
Violet said she would.
After that, she bid farewell to President of the Branch and left, ready to go back to the hospital to pick
up the children.
But when she just walked to the door of the building, she stopped and looked at a group of people not
far in front coldly.
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