One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 35

"Gone?" Stanley frowned deeply.

Violet said yes, and then she showed him the documents, "It's all blank paper. My design draft was stolen!"

"Some stole your design draft?" Phoebe sneered, "Violet, is it possible that you didn't draw it at all but you deliberately made an excuse now? Who would steal your design draft?"

"Really?" Violet turned her head and looked at Phoebe deeply.

Phoebe patted the table angrily, "What do you mean? Why are you looking at me like this? Is it possible that you think I stole it?"

"I didn't say it was you. Director Hunt, you don't have to react so much." Violet replied with a calm face and a cold voice.

Phoebe felt embarrassed. Then she was so furious, just about to say something.

Stanley couldn't stand it anymore. He pursed his lips and reprimanded, "Enough!"

"What?" Phoebe pointed at Violet, "Stanley, not only did she delay the conference, but..."

"Don't you understand what I said?" Stanley interrupted her sharply. His face was so gloomy.

Phoebe was a little scared. Immediately, she didn’t dare to speak.

Afterwards, Stanley glanced at her gloomily before turning his gaze to Violet, "Are there any copies?"

"Yes, I am accustomed to backing up a copy in my computer, but I guess it's gone too." With that, Violet immediately turned on the computer to check the scanned document. Sure enough, it was empty.

In this regard, apart from being angry, she was not surprised at all.

After all, since that person stole the design draft, so how could he let go of the copies?

Stanley was silent, tapping lightly with his fingertips on the table, making people unable to see what he was thinking about.

After a while, he suddenly stood up and said, "This is the end of today's meeting. Regarding the assessment of the first draft of ‘Born of Fire’, we will discuss it next time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the meeting room walked out twos and threes.

Soon, only three of them were left in the meeting room.

Violet picked up the computer in one hand and the briefcase in the other, "Mr. Murphy, I want to go to the monitoring room."

"Do you want to check who stole your design draft?" Stanley guessed her thoughts at once.

"Yes!" Violet nodded. At the same time, she glanced at Phoebe from the corner of her eyes, wanting to see Phoebe's face.

However, Phoebe was unexpectedly calm and did not panic at all, which made Violet suddenly a little unsure of her guess.

It wasn't Phoebe?

As Violet was thinking, Stanley nodded slightly and approved, "Okay!"

"Thank you." Violet suppressed the doubts in her mind, and thanked Stanley. Then she left the meeting room.

After she left, Stanley squinted at Phoebe, "It’s you?"

Phoebe had an unbelievable expression on her face, "Stanley, you doubt me too?"

"It's not that I want to doubt you, but that you have done it before, besides, you targeted her." Stanley said.

Phoebe stomped her feet, seeming to be angry at his distrust, "I admit that I had targeted her, but I really didn't steal her draft. If it was me, why didn't I stop her from watching the surveillance?"

Hearing this, Stanley was stunned for a second. Then he looked down and was thinking about it.

Phoebe knew that he was a little shaken by what she said. She smiled secretly.

But soon, she calmed down. She held his arm and shook him while looking at him hopefully, "Stanley, you believe me. Last time you told me not to target Violet anymore. How could I not listen to you? Isn't that to be against you?"

"Well." Stanley pulled out his arms expressionlessly and patted the wrinkles on his sleeves, "I hope you didn't do it, or you will go back to your studio."

After speaking, he stopped looking at her and walked out of the meeting room.

In the monitoring room, Violet crossed her arms on her chest and stared at the various displays, for fear of missing any suspicious parts.