Chapter 99 Not Phoebe

Violet smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Murphy. I didn't tell you."

Stanley shook his head and looked at her appreciatively, "You did a good job. If there are no your
preparations, today's big show would have been ruined!"

"Yes." Violet pursed her red lips with emotion.

She was also very grateful for what she did at the time.

Phoebe also understood.

No wonder the model's clothes on the catwalk were intact.

It turned out that the truth was so!

Violet smiled, "Director Hunt, are you surprised?"

Phoebe snorted disdainfully, "Yeah, I am really surprised. But what is the use of what you have said so
much? I haven't done it!"

"Really?" Stanley stared at her.

Phoebe's eyes flickered, and then nodded, "I swear. I really didn't break those clothes."

"Then what do you explain this person?" Stanley patted his hands twice. Then a bodyguard brought a
man in.

Seeing that man, Phoebe panicked and quickly calmed down.

"It seems that you know him." Stanley pursed his thin lips.

Phoebe took a deep breath, "Yes, I know him."



Violet raised her eyebrows.

So soon!

"Who is he?" Stanley pushed the man to Phoebe.

Before Phoebe could speak, Violet stared at the man and suddenly clapped her hands, "Ah, I
remember you. You were the staff member who told me that Phoebe was looking for me yesterday!"

"It's me. I'm sorry. I'm fascinated by money. It was this Miss Hunt who said that as long as I gave the
key to her and then put the photos in front of the cameras of the dressing room, she would give me half
a million, so I..." The man lowered his head ashamed.

Violet looked confused, "Photos? What photos?"

"It's the photos of the corridors leading to the dressing room." Stanley pursed his thin lips lightly and
said.

Violet frowned and then understood, "Got it! Phoebe took unmanned photos of the dressing room and
various corridors in advance, and then put the photos in front of the surveillance camera, then what the
surveillance captured will be forever unmanned rooms and corridors."

"Yes." Stanley nodded.

Violet bit her lip, "No wonder I always feel that there is a problem with the monitoring. It turns out that
the problem is here!"

Phoebe's trick was really shrewd and could almost deceive everyone.

Violet looked at Phoebe angrily.



Phoebe glared back, and then hurriedly looked at Stanley, "Stanley, I admit I bribed this person. I had
the idea of ruining the clothes at first, because I hate her. Without her, I’m still the eldest daughter of the
Hunt family and your fiancée. So I have always felt insecure. I want to drive her away, but..."

"But what?" Stanley's face was extremely gloomy.

Violet also looked at Phoebe in surprise.

She never expected that Phoebe would say her hatred so bluntly.

"But I dare to swear, I really didn't break the clothes!" Phoebe raised three fingers.

The staff member also spoke at this time, "What Miss Hunt said is true. She asked me to deal with the
monitoring and then go to the dressing room to help her watch outside. But when we got to the
dressing room, the clothes had been torn!"

"What?" Violet exclaimed in disbelief.

Stanley was also a little surprised, frowning tightly.

Phoebe clenched her fists. Her face was full of anger, "The person who really torn the clothes must be
trying to frame me, just like the last time Violet was beaten by the policeman in the police station. It is
clear that the policeman was not bribed by me. Yes, but you are all doubting me."

Although she was happy to see others ruin the clothes, she couldn't accept that she was being blamed
by others.

"You said it was not you who bribed the policeman last time?" Violet was really confused now.

She thought it was Phoebe who did it.

But it was not her.



"Nonsense, of course it wasn't me. If I bribed that policeman, do you think you would come out intact?"
Phoebe scorned Violet.

Violet's heart sank. The look in her eyes was unpredictable, "If it’s not you, who is it?"

"Who knows if you have any other enemies besides me." Phoebe snorted.

Stanley touched his chin, eyes drooping. No one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, he put his hands down and looked at Phoebe indifferently, "Although it’s not you, I can't
let you go easily. Fraser!"

Stanley shouted.

Fraser stood up.

Stanley pointed to Phoebe, "Take her back to the Hunt family and tell Eason to keep an eye on her.
Otherwise, I will come to him."

"Yes." Fraser nodded, and then walked towards Phoebe.

Phoebe quickly stepped back, "Stanley, I said it wasn't me. Why would you punish me?"

"Because you wanted to do it." Violet said.

Stanley nodded, "You should be thankful that you didn't do it. Otherwise, you would ruin the reputation
of the Murphy Group today!"

Phoebe flinched, "Don’t… don’t bluff me!"



"Puff!" Hearing this, Violet couldn't help but laughed, "Director Hunt, do you think Murphy is joking with
you? Today's big show, the guests invited are all current managers of international brands. More than
that, whether the critics or catwalk models are all well-known internationally, including the media."

"Violet is right." Fraser continued, "We have invited so many big brands just to make the clothing
company famous in the world. If Violet had not prepared the clothes in advance, not only would today's
big show make the Murphy Group become a joke, but also the guests would resist the Murphy Group
because they would feel that the Murphy Group was teasing them!"

"Now do you understand?" Stanley looked down at Phoebe condescendingly.

"I..." Phoebe opened her mouth but she couldn’t say anything. Then she was obediently taken away by
Fraser.

As for the staff member, he was sent to the police station by the bodyguard.

Soon, only Stanley and Violet were left in the lounge.

Stanley looked at the time and said to Violet, "I will drive you back."

"Yeah." Violet agreed.

The two walked to the parking lot one after another.

On the way, Violet watched Stanley several times, and finally couldn't help but said, "Murphy, I'm sorry.
Although it was not Phoebe, she is right. I may have other enemies. I... "

"Maybe it's not necessarily your enemies." Stanley interrupted her.

Violet blinked, "Mr. Murphy, you..."



"It is possible that the real culprit of this incident was directed at me and the Murphy Group." Stanley
squinted back.

As the person in charge of the Murphy Group, whether in business or privately, there were many
people who hated him. There were many people who wanted to pull him down. Ivan was one of them.

Maybe this thing was done by Ivan?

Thinking about it, Stanley clenched his fists in his trouser pocket, "I will definitely investigate this matter
and give you an explanation."

"Okay." Violet nodded.

An hour later, they arrived at the apartment.

Stanley parked the car downstairs, "Go back and rest for a few hours first. Don't be late for the
celebration dinner at night."

"Okay." Violet waved to him.

Stanley rolled down the window, restarted the car and left.

Violet watched his car go away until she couldn't see it. Then she turned around and entered the
apartment building.


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