Violet took out her mobile phone to check the time. Then she stood up in surprise, "Ah, it's almost nine
o'clock. Baby, go to wake up your sister. She will be late for school in a while."
This morning, she was so angry that she forgot to wake up the two children.
Calvin rubbed his eyes. Then he turned around and went back to the room.
Stanley also stood up, "I'll drive Arya to school in a moment. It's not convenient for you to go out now.
There are too many people who know you."
Violet nodded slightly. She did not refuse, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Murphy."
Almost everyone on the Internet knew her.
In case when she drove Arya to school and a parent who had watched her competition recognized her,
they might also instigate their children to stay away from Arya at school and not play with Arya. This
was not a good thing for Arya.
"Never mind." Stanley waved his hand.
Then he thought of something, looked at Violet and asked, "You haven't had breakfast yet, right?"
"No." Violet shook her head.
Stanley raised his chin, "Then wait a minute."
After speaking, he walked towards the door.
Violet blinked in surprise.
Was he going to buy them breakfast?
Thinking about it, Violet hurriedly chased him, wanting to stop him.
However, when she went out of her house, she saw that he went into his own apartment.
Violet couldn't follow up, so she could only stop and wait in place.
After waiting for about two minutes, Stanley came out carrying a paper bag. Seeing her standing at the
door, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, "Are you waiting for me here?"
"Yeah." Violet forced a smile, "I just wanted to tell you that we have sandwiches. Just heat them up.
You don't need to buy us breakfast. You left before I could say it."
Hearing this, Stanley's joy that had just risen in his heart dissipated immediately. He passed the bag
with a sullen face, "Sandwiches are not good for children to digest. Let them eat this. Bella made it in
the morning."
"But..." Violet moved her lips and wanted to say something.
Stanley interrupted her, "It's getting late. Waiting for you to heat up your breakfast, it's too late for Arya
to go to school."
Hearing this, Violet had nothing to say. It took her a while before she said, "Well, thank you, Mr.
Murphy."
After speaking, she reached out to take the paper bag and compromised.
Stanley's face eased a lot. He gave a hmm, and went into the apartment with her.
After eating breakfast, Stanley took Arya and left. Violet stayed in the apartment to accompany Calvin.
Meanwhile, she paid attention to the online situation.
The viewers on the Internet were becoming more and more irritated. Many paid Internet trolls were
leading the comments. They posted some imaginary things as if they had actually happened.
Many netizens couldn't tell the truth of the matter. Besides, Violet didn't say anything. So they believed
that Violet really got involved into Stanley and Phoebe, causing them to cancel the marriage contract,
so the scolding became more and more severe.
For a time, Violet became notorious.
Calvin knew it. After using his hacking skills to understand the cause of his Mommy being scolded, he
hated this grandpa who had only met once.
"Mommy." Calvin took a printed list and came into Violet's study.
Violet hadn't paid attention to the Internet anymore at the moment. She was upset by those comments,
so she just ignored them, sitting behind the desk and drawing the design with a pencil.
The clothes on the paper were not the women's clothing she was best at, but a set of men's suits.
This was what she promised to compensate Stanley some time ago. However, she had been busy with
the competition recently and didn’t have time to design it. It just so happened that she didn't have to go
to the studio today, and there was no competition, so she just had time to design.
"What's the matter, baby?" Violet looked up at her son who walked in, and asked softly.
"This is for you." Calvin walked to her and handed her the list in his hand.
"What's this?" Violet bent over and took a look at the list. Then she found that it was full of various
Internet names, some of which were familiar. They were all paid Internet trolls who slandered her.
Violet immediately understood it. She put the list on the desk, "Baby, you give this to Mommy. Do you
want Mommy to sue them?"
Calvin nodded, "I heard that as long as a personal attack comment is posted on the Internet and it is
liked or reposted more than 500 times, the court can open a case. They scold Mommy like this.
Mommy must not let them go. "
Seeing her son feel angry for herself, Violet felt warm.
She stretched out her hand and rubbed her son's little head, "Okay, thank you, baby. Mommy won't let
you down. I will let them pay price for their actions."
In fact, even if Calvin didn’t do anything, she would ask someone to collect the list later for prosecution.
After all, she couldn't be scolded just like this.
But now the little guy had already helped her collect the list, which had saved her a lot of time.
"Well, go to play. Mommy will take care of the rest. Don't worry." Violet patted Calvin on the shoulder.
Calvin nodded and was about to go out when the doorbell rang.
Violet got up and took him to open the door.
The door was opened. Jessie supported George and stood outside.
"Godfather, Jessie." Calvin waved his small hand and shouted to the two of them.
Only Violet looked at them in surprise, "Why are you guys here?"
Jessie handed over the snacks she brought to Calvin, and then replied, "There is such a big
disturbance on the Internet. We are worried that your emotions will be affected. So we come to have a
look."
"You can come by yourself. Why did you bring George over? He can be discharged from the hospital?"
Violet looked up and down George.
George smiled lightly, "It's just a half day. It's okay."
"Really?" Violet frowned, still a little worried.
George pushed his glasses, "Really!"
"All right, come in." Violet let go of the doorknob and let them in.
After they came in, Violet closed the door and dragged Calvin behind them back to the living room.
Jessie helped George sit down on the sofa. Looked at the big bouquet of roses, Jessie exclaimed,
"Violet, who gave you this flower?"
George also looked at those roses. A dim light flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting.
"Uncle Murphy." Before Violet answered, Calvin next to her had already spoken.
"Mr. Murphy?" Jessie raised her eyebrows.
George's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Violet squinted at the talkative little guy, "Go back to your room."
The little guy stuck his tongue out and went back to the room.
Violet took two glasses of water in front of the water dispenser and handed them to Jessie and George.
Then she gave a hmm, and replied, "It’s him."
"Why did he give you roses for no reason? He is pursuing you?" Jessie swallowed, asking
incredulously.
Violet shook her head, "How could it be possible? He congratulated me on winning the competition."
"I can understand he sent you flowers to congratulate you. But why did he send you roses?"
"Enough!" George said with a cold face, and interrupted Jessie in a deep voice, "Violet said it was just
congratulating her on winning the competition. Don't guess."
Being yelled at by him, Jessie’s lips moved and then she stopped talking. Even the cheerful and lively
expression on her face became sad.
Upon seeing this, Violet was a little unhappy about George's attitude to Jessie. She pursed her red lips,
and was about to speak.
George looked at her suddenly, "Violet, how are you going to deal with the problem on the
Internet?"
"Why did he give you roses for no reason? He is pursuing you?" Jessie swallowed, asking
incredulously.
Violet shook her head, "How could it be possible? He congratulated me on winning the competition."
"| can understand he sent you flowers to congratulate you. But why did he send you roses?"
"Enough!" George said with a cold face, and interrupted Jessie in a deep voice, "Violet said it was just
congratulating her on winning the competition. Don't guess."
Being yelled at by him, Jessie’s lips moved and then she stopped talking. Even the cheerful and lively
expression on her face became sad.
Upon seeing this, Violet was a little unhappy about George's attitude to Jessie. She pursed her red lips,
and was about to speak.
George looked at her suddenly, "Violet, how are you going to deal with the problem on the
Internet?"
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