"Replaced?" Stanley frowned, "What's the reason?"
"It’s..." Fraser was a little hard to speak.
Stanley pursed his lips impatiently, "Tell me!"
"Yes!" Fraser quickly answered, no longer hesitating. Then he said what he found. "Seven years ago,
after your grandfather made a marriage contract for you and Miss Violet, Miss Violet eloped with a
man."
"Eloped?" Stanley squeezed the phone tightly.
"Yes, Miss Violet used to have a lover. She knew that Eason arranged a marriage for her, then she ran
away with Lily Smith's help. When Eason found it out, he divorced Lily and married his current wife,
Talia Hamilton, and brought Director Hunt back to the Hunt family."
"So you mean that Phoebe and Talia are biological mother and daughter?"
"Yes, because Miss Violet ran away, Eason was worried that the Murphy family would be angry with the
Hunt family, so Director Hunt was asked to replace Miss Violet, and then he said that Miss Violet
changed her name to Phoebe. Director Hunt can only tell the public that Talia is her stepmother."
Fraser replied, full of contempt for Violet.
Miss Violet was really so stupid. Mr. Murphy was so good, but she actually eloped with the other guy.
Didn't she think about the consequences that this would bring to the Hunt family?
Stanley didn't speak. His eyelids drooped and no one knew what he was thinking. After a while, he
lightly uttered two words, "I see."
So calm?
Fraser was stunned, and then he tentatively asked, "Mr. Murphy, are we going to retaliate against the
Hunt family?"
"No need." Stanley replied expressionlessly, "Since this engagement was wrong from the beginning,
just continue it."
Phoebe was also Eason's daughter and rescued him five years ago.
Although Stanley didn't love her, he didn't love other women either. It was the same for him to marry
which one.
The reason why he checked this was just to know what happened in the past. As for Violet, since she
was a stranger for him before, she would be still a stranger for him in the future.
After hanging up the phone, Stanley threw the phone into the passenger seat and started the car again.
The next day, in the Murphy Group.
After Violet had a preliminary understanding of ‘Born of Fire’, she was ready to enter the database to
check the current design style of the Murphy Group, and then draw the corresponding first draft based
on this style.
But she found that she could not access the database at all.
"Kara, is there something wrong with the database?" Violet patted the shoulder of the colleague next to
her.
"No, I can access the database. Did you enter the wrong ID?" Kara turned sideways and took a look.
Violet shook her head, "I have compared them all. It’s absolutely correct."
"That should be because the system hasn't entered your work ID. Why don't you ask Director Hunt?"
Kara suggested.
Violet frowned, not wanting to go to find Phoebe, "Kara, can I borrow your work ID to access?"
"No!" Kara immediately refused, "Violet, it's not that I don't want to help you, but that these materials
are top secret. They can only be checked once a week and can’t be printed. If I let you access this
time, I can't access this week."
"Well..." Violet bit her lip.
It seemed that she could only go to Phoebe.
Sighing, Violet picked up the crutches on the side and limped towards Phoebe's office.
When she reached the door, she knocked on the open door, "Director Hunt!"
"Why are you here?" Phoebe's face sank immediately.
"I need to check the data in the database, but my work ID doesn't work. I want to ask what is going
on?" Violet said while staring at Phoebe with a cold and indifferent gaze.
She felt that this matter must have something to do with Phoebe.
She was able to access it yesterday, but she couldn't access it today.
No matter what, there must some problems in it.
Sure enough, Phoebe admitted, "I deleted your work ID from the system."
Violet pursed her lips, "Why?"
"You ask me the reason?" Phoebe leaned back in the chair, crossed her arms, and said in a posture of
a superior person, "Because you are not a formal employee of the Murphy Group. You are just a
helper, so I can't let you check the database. What if you steal the information?"
"I won't do that!" Violet looked serious.
Phoebe snorted, "Have you ever seen a thief admit that he stole stuff?"
Violet said nothing.
Phoebe deliberately made things difficult for her. She couldn't just wait or didn’t fight back.
Looking at Phoebe with a deep gaze, Violet turned around and was about to leave.
This scene seemed familiar. Phoebe squinted her eyes. Her voice was sharp, "Stop! You want to find
Stanley again?"
"I have to check the information for the project of ‘Born of Fire’. Since Director Hunt doesn't support me,
I can only go to Mr. Murphy. I believe Mr. Murphy will be willing to support." Violet said without looking
back.
"You are not allowed to go!" Phoebe stood up and stepped in front of Violet within a few steps.
Although she had temporarily solved the matter about two children, she still couldn't take it lightly.
As long as Violet was here for one day, the truth of the year might be revealed at any time, so she must
minimize the chance that Violet saw Stanley, and then took the opportunity to drive away Violet and
that two little bastards.
"I advise Director Hunt to not stop me." Violet looked at her arm which was grabbed by Phoebe and
said calmly, "I am a wounded person. If something happens to me here, or if the injury gets worse,
Director Hunt, you can't explain it. After all, there are surveillance videos everywhere here."
As Violet was saying, she pointed upwards.
Phoebe's face changed, "Are you threatening me?"
"As long as Director Hunt doesn't stop me, I can't threaten you, can I?" Violet smiled faintly and threw
Phoebe’s hand away.
When Violet got out of the elevator, she saw Fraser coming out of the secretary's office and going to
Mr. Murphy's office.
"Fraser!" She hurriedly shouted.
Fraser stopped and looked at her. A disgust flashed in his eyes, and then fleeted. He smiled and
nodded, "Miss Hunt."
"Fraser, I want to see Mr. Murphy, and talk about work. Can you help me to tell him?" Violet asked
politely.
"Okay!" Fraser pushed his glasses.
Since it was a work matter, he had no reason to refuse.
Soon, Fraser came out of Mr. Murphy's office and let Violet come in.
Violet bowed to him gratefully, and then pushed open the door of Mr. Murphy's office.
"Mr. Murphy."
Stanley raised his head from behind the computer and watched her walking to him. His deep eyes were
a little complicated, "Fraser said you have something to report to me. What's the matter?"
"Here is the thing..." Violet stated the purpose of coming up.
After hearing what Violet said, Stanley tapped on the desktop with his fingertips, "You want me to issue
a certificate to let the staff re-enter your work ID into the system."
"Yes!" Violet nodded.
Before she came up, she had learned that this situation required a certificate from her immediate
superior to re-register, but her immediate superior was Phoebe.
Her work ID was deleted by Phoebe. How could Phoebe issue her a certificate? So she could only
come up to Stanley.
"Okay, I will let Fraser take you to the personnel department." Stanley agreed.
Violet was overjoyed, "Thank you, Mr. Murphy. I will go down first."
"Wait a minute!" Stanley stopped her suddenly.
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