Chapter 418 Revenge on Sam

"Yes, Dad said it!" The little girl didn't know that she had exposed Stanley. She just nodded obediently.

Violet rubbed her eyebrows, feeling angry and funny.

She really didn't expect Stanley to be so shameless. He actually asked a little girl to let her forgive him.

However, during this period of time, she also saw his sincerity, and the little girl also accepted him
again. Although Calvin hadn’t yet, it seemed that he also intended to accept Stanley.

In this case, Violet planned to forgive him tomorrow. After all, he was also a victim. If it were her, she
might treat him that way too.

He was indifferent her for a few days. She was also indifferent to him for a few days. It should be even.

Thinking about it, Violet patted the little girl on the shoulder, "Okay, go to tell Dad that on his birthday
tomorrow, Mommy will give him the gift he likes."

"Okay." The little girl replied and left the study.

"Did you tell Mommy?" In the living room, Stanley saw the little girl coming out and asked the little girl
while picking her up into his arms. His tone was very urgent.

The little girl gave a hmm, "Yeah."

"What did Mommy say?" Stanley looked at her. There was a trace of tension on his always cold face.

The little girl replied sweetly, "Mommy said that tomorrow she will give you the gift that you like."

"Really?" Stanley's eyes flashed sharply.

The little girl was sure and nodded, "Really."



Stanley smiled and felt relieved.

He knew that Violet was ready to forgive him.

"Dad, the stuff?" When Stanley was in a happy mood, the little girl stretched out a hand towards him.

Dad said just now that as long as she went to tell Mommy, he would give her the toys she liked.

Now that she had already told Mommy, Dad should give her toys, right?

Stanley was amused by the cute look of the little girl. He bent over, picked up two bags from his feet
and handed them over, "The pink one is yours, and the blue one is your brother's. Take it to your
brother."

"Okay." The little girl took the toys with bright eyes, ran towards the room, and gave it to her brother
who was practicing French.

Soon, Stanley was alone in the living room.

Stanley stood up and walked towards the study.

When the little girl came out, she didn't close the door, so he pushed it slightly and then the door was
opened.

Violet was sitting behind her desk, holding a mobile phone in her hand, and was talking to the phone.

He didn't know what the person on the other end of the phone said. He just saw Violet was a little
disappointed.

"What's wrong?" Stanley asked softly.

Violet looked up at him, "I was contacting the models, but they all rejected me."



There were few well-known domestic models. The quality and temperament were also uneven, far
inferior to foreign models.

After all, the innate condition of the height of oriental women was indeed not as good as that of foreign
women, so it was too difficult to find a suitable model.

She contacted a few well-known and good-temperament models, but they all had schedules and had
no time at all.

As for the new models, she hardly considered them.

First of all, the new models hadn't walked the runway several times, let alone the major international
runway. She was worried that the new models would be nervous and make mistakes, which would ruin
the temperament of the clothes.

"Don't worry, the Murphy Group has a lot of models’ information. I can ask Fraser to send it over. You
can choose the right one. Then I will ask Fraser to contact the other party. If she has a schedule, I can
use other resources to make up for her." Stanley said.

Violet shook her head, "Once some schedules are missed, they won’t be back again in the future. I'll
look for other ones. There are still two days left."

"Is a small model okay?" Stanley asked suddenly.

Violet looked at him, "Small model?"

Stanley nodded slightly, "A new model, but she has received training abroad. She just returned at the
end of last month and walked several shows for the Murphy Group's jewelry exhibition and clothing
exhibition. She’s not bad. I am going to hire her and let her be the exclusive model of the Murphy
Group."



"Oh? Who is it?" Violet became interested.

Stanley was picky, but he was full of praise for this model.

It could be seen that this new model was really outstanding.

In this way, if she invited the new model to go to the competition, she wouldn’t have to worry about the
other party to make a mistake.

"It's Linda. You also know her." Stanley replied.

Violet opened her mouth, "It's her."

"Yeah." Stanley nodded.

Violet patted her forehead, "I actually forgot her. She is a natural model. If she comes to be my partner,
it will be better."

"I will let her go to your company tomorrow." Stanley looked at her.

Violet said, "Okay, thank you."

"We are a couple. We should share each other's worries. You don't need to thank me." Stanley pursed
his thin lips and said in a deep voice.

Violet opened her mouth but she didn’t say a word.

Suddenly, Stanley's cell phone rang.

He took it out and had a look. It was Fraser's call.

"What's the matter?" Stanley put the phone to his ear to answer.



Fraser’s anxious voice came, "Mr. Murphy, Sam has slandered you on the Internet, saying that you
even drive away your uncle. He and the paid Internet trolls said you turned your back to your family.
Now some small shareholders of the company are also beginning to be restless and doubted whether it
was not right to support you."

Stanley squinted his eyes and snorted tauntingly, "It seems that Sam is forced to the corner. He thought
it can hurt me?"

Violet raised her eyebrows.

It seemed that he was doing something to Sam.

"Mr. Murphy, what are you going to do?" Fraser asked.

Stanley's voice was cold, "Didn't Sam say that I turned my back to them? Then I will let everyone know
who did those dirty things first. Publish the evidence that Sam drugged me back then."

A person who could drug his nephew would even make others shocking.

What he did to Sam, in the eyes of others, was just a revenge against Sam. In the end, Sam would be
notorious.

"I understand. It's just..." Fraser hesitated for a moment, "Should the reason and purpose be
announced together?"

Stanley was full of anger, "What do you think?"

Fraser smiled, "Don't worry, Mr. Murphy. I promise that I won't disclose it. I won't let people know you..."

"I'm recovered!" Stanley calmly corrected.



He just needed to take medicine to keep it.

Violet looked at him suspiciously.

Recover?

Was he sick?

"Yes, yes, you are recovered." Fraser nodded quickly, and then asked, "What about the small
shareholders of the company?"

Stanley pursed his lips, "Don’t care about those small shareholders. Since they feel uneasy about
working for me, just buy their shares at twice the market price."

He didn't need such shareholders who had no confidence in him and who were not firm.

Because such a person would destroy the company for their own interests someday.

"Got it! I will do it now." Fraser nodded.

After the call, Stanley put down the phone.

Violet looked at him, "What did you do to Sam?"

It was only two days ago that she learned from him that it was Sam who actually killed his parents.

At that time, she was still shocked for a long time. Because she only guessed that the murderer might
have a special relationship with the Murphy family, so Stanley’s grandfather sheltered the murderer.

Unexpectedly, the murderer was Stanley’s uncle.


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