Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 51 Suppress Phoebe's Power

"It's her. She had a scandal with Mr. Murphy before, and now she has a scandal with Director Murphy again!"

"Yeah, I heard that she is married and has two children. I didn't expect that she would hook up with other men. It's really shameless."

"Maybe she dislikes that her current husband has no money, so she wants a better one!"

Listening to these contemptuous words, Violet frowned.

What was going on?

Why did she become the shameless person in the eyes of these people when she came back after a meal?

Thinking of this, Violet walked towards those people who were talking.

Those people obviously didn't expect her to come. Then they stopped talking and looked at her awkwardly.

"Who told you that I had an affair with Director Murphy?" Violet stopped in front of them, asking in a cold voice.

After these people looked at each other, one of them stood up and replied, "It was the people in your design department who said it in the chat group."

"Design department?" Violet pursed her lips. She immediately understood everything.

After that, she ignored these people and walked to the elevator.

When she arrived in the design department, Violet heard the same comments as soon as she entered the large office.

She wasn't angry. When she walked to her office area, she picked up a magazine and rolled it up, and then slammed it against the table.

There was a loud thud. Everyone was shocked.

Violet glanced indifferently across everyone, and said solemnly, "Who was instigated by Phoebe to spread the rumors between me and Director Murphy in the chat group? Stand up by yourselves!"

The reason she was so sure that it was Phoebe was because only Phoebe and Stanley knew that she knew Ivan. Stanley would definitely not do this kind of thing, so it must be Phoebe!

As for the reason, Phoebe just wanted to ruin her reputation in the Murphy Group. It was really a mean trick.

Most of the people in the office were surprised when they heard Violet's words. Only a few showed a guilty conscience.

Violet recognized these people. They were Phoebe’s men. They had no design talent. Their greatest ability was to flatter Phoebe.

"So it's you guys!" Violet looked at them.

They also knew they were seen through. It was meaningless that they still played dumb. So they admitted, "So what?"

"Apologize!" Violet spit out the word coldly.

They stood up and said, "Why? You did such a shameful thing yourself. We are just telling the truth."

Violet laughed, "Shameful? I don't know when I had an affair with Director Murphy. But you guys just commented me like this. It's really way out of line. I'll give you a chance. Apologize to me, and clarify the rumors in the chat group. Or I won't let you guys go so easily!"

However, after they listened to it, they didn't take it seriously and didn't mean to apologize at all.

Upon seeing this, Violet also guessed the reason why they were so confident. She sneered.

This group of people was really stubborn. They thought that they had Phoebe's support, then they could be afraid of nothing. It was extremely stupid.

It just so happened that Violet could take advantage of this opportunity to drive these people out of the Murphy Group, which could also disintegrate Phoebe's force. Then Phoebe couldn’t incite these people to deal with her in the future.

Thinking about it, Violet dropped the magazine in her hand, sat down, and turned on the computer.

Those people laughed disdainfully when they saw her actions.

They originally thought she was so fearless. It turned out that she only dared to shout in front of them.

For a while, these people didn't take Violet to heart. After sitting back, they continued to spread the rumors of Violet and Ivan, even deliberately spoke loudly.

Violet knew that they did it on purpose, but she didn't stop them, letting them talk.

The more they talked, the more things she printed.

Finally, she picked up the printed pile of materials and left the design department to Stanley's office.

"Mr. Murphy, I have something to report to you." Violet knocked on the open door.

When Stanley heard her voice, the tip of the pen paused slightly. He looked up at her, "What's the matter?"

"Here is the thing..." Violet walked into the office while telling him about the rumors.

After Stanley heard it, he frowned, "Who spread it?"

"It's them." Violet took out a piece of the information in her hand and put it in front of him.

Stanley glanced casually, but didn't look at it again. He leaned back in his chair and asked, "Then what do you want to do?" Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Violet looked at him and replied seriously, "These people spread such false rumors in the chat group, which has a great impact on the reputation of me and Director Murphy. Besides, they refuse to apologize, so my proposal is to dismiss them. But there is another reason."

Stanley crossed his fingers, placed it on his knees, and said faintly, "Say!"

"Mr. Murphy, these are the design drawings drawn by several people who spread rumors. It is difficult for me to understand why such designs were made into clothes and sold into the market." Violet handed him the rest of the information.

Stanley raised his hand to take it and took a look, then his face sank in an instant.

Although he didn't understand clothing design, he still had aesthetics. Naturally, he could see that these designs were not very good, and they were far from the company's standards.

No wonder the design department had been established for more than a year, but it was always bottom of the company. With such suck designs, how could the company develop!

Thinking of this, Stanley picked up the landline and called Fraser, "Come to my office!"

Soon, Fraser came over. Seeing Violet still in the office, he nodded to her in surprise as a greeting.

Violet also smiled back.

Stanley handed the stack of design drawings to Fraser. Then he said with a cold voice, "Go to notify the personnel department. Kick them out of the company!"

Hearing this, Violet smiled with satisfaction.

She knew from the beginning that it was obviously unrealistic to fire those people based on a few false rumors, so she printed these design drawings.

With Stanley's seriousness in his work, he absolutely couldn’t tolerate such incapable employees who liked to make trouble to stay at his company. Facts had proved that she had made the right move.

After Fraser left, Violet had no reason to stay, so she said goodbye.

But as soon as she turned around, Stanley stopped her, "Wait a minute!"

Violet looked back at him, with some confusion, "Mr. Murphy, is there anything else?"

"Take this!" Stanley opened the drawer and took out a black invitation card to her.

Violet took it suspiciously, "This is..."

"A gathering of international fashion commenters. You go with me the day after tomorrow!" Stanley took a sip of the coffee on the table, and replied concisely.

Violet understood it. Her eyes lit up, "Does Mr. Murphy plan to invite a few well-known commenters to join in the big show of ‘Born of Fire’?"

Stanley nodded, "Yes!"

"I see! I will go with you." Violet closed the invitation and put it carefully to her chest.

Stanley said, "The plane will set off at 8 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. Don't be late!"

"Got it." Violet nodded.

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly opened. A figure came in from outside, walked quickly in front of Stanley, put her hand on Stanley's desk, and asked with red eyes, "Stanley, why did you fire my employees?"

Stanley frowned and his voice was cold, "Who gave you the courage to enter my office without knocking?"

Hearing what he said, Violet couldn't hold back a smile.

Listening to her laughter, Phoebe looked at her with a distorted face.

Violet immediately shrugged, indicating that she stopped laughing.

Phoebe then looked at Stanley, "Sorry, I just care about my employees too much, so..."

"Enough!" Stanley didn't want to listen to her explanation, so he directly raised his hand to interrupt her, "I ask you it’s you who have reviewed the company's design drawings for the past year, right?"