Jessie pulled out the chair and sat down, "What else can she do? She just denied the fact that she
suppressed our studio and misappropriate our design."
Hearing this, Violet smiled, "She is quibble as always!"
"Yeah." Jessie nodded in agreement, "I have never seen such a shameless person."
Violet drank the water slowly, "Let the court send her the summons again."
"Again?" Jessie was stunned, "What if she returns it again?"
"You are stupid." Violet poked her forehead, "If she returns it, just continue to send her. Once Phoebe
refuses three times in a row, the court will force a court session. If she doesn't show up, the court will
directly judge we win."
"What?" Jessie was a little surprised.
But soon, she rubbed her hands with excitement, "I will contact the court."
After speaking, she got up and walked to the table, picked up the landline and started making a call.
After the phone call, Jessie signaled at Violet that she had finished it.
Violet smiled and glanced at the phone, "It's getting late. Let's go eat first."
"Okay, let's eat hot pot. It's been a long time since I didn’t eat hot pot." Jessie took the bag which was
hanging on the shelf, while answering.
Violet had no opinions.
So they two took the two children to a nearby hot pot restaurant, talking and laughing.
Two days later, as Violet said, Phoebe refused the court's summons three times, seriously challenging
the court's majesty. So the court force a court session.
Although Phoebe showed up, she still lost the case.
Because Jessie showed evidence that Phoebe misappropriated the design and suppressed the studio.
The result was that Phoebe was sentenced by the court to take down all the new clothes recently put
on the shelves in the physical store, and all the money she earned was given to Jessie, and
compensated a part of the design copyright fee.
In short, Phoebe almost lost everything this time.
Jessie gloated and called Violet, "Violet, you didn't see Phoebe's face when the judge pronounced the
sentence. Hahaha, so funny."
Violet shook her head with a smile, "Okay, when will Phoebe's compensation be paid?"
"The court stipulated that within three days. If she doesn't pay within three days, the compensation will
increase by 10%." Jessie replied excitedly.
Violet said, "With this money, we can build our own garment factory by ourselves. Jessie, you’re
responsible of the location."
"Don't worry." Jessie patted her chest, saying that there was no problem.
"Violet." At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the office.
Violet looked up. It was Fraser’s assistant. She asked, "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Murphy asked you to go upstairs." The assistant answered with a smile.
Violet blinked, "Mr. Murphy?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I'll go over right away, thank you."
The assistant waved his hand and said that she didn't need to thank him, then turned and left.
Violet put the phone back to her ear, "Jessie, I have to hung up. Once you get the address, let me
know. I will check it out."
"Of course." Jessie responded.
After ending the call, Violet got up to tidy up her clothes and went to the top floor.
When she arrived at the door of Mr. Murphy's office, she raised her hand and was about to knock on
the door. Suddenly she heard a voice coming from the half-covered door, "Stanley, please help me! I
am really short of money now."
It was Phoebe!
Violet put her hand down, wondering whether to leave temporarily. Then Stanley's voice sounded,
"How much?"
"Twenty million!" Phoebe quickly said a number.
Violet raised her eyebrows.
Twenty million? Wasn't it the amount of her compensation?
"Yes, I'll let Fraser transfer it to you in a while." Stanley agreed indifferently.
Before Phoebe could thank him, he said, "This is the last time."
"What do you mean?" Phoebe's face froze. A wave of anxiety suddenly rose in her heart.
Violet was also a little curious, and put her ear closer to the crack of the door.
In the office, Stanley put down his pen, and finally looked at Phoebe, "This is the last time I will clean
up the mess for you. In the future, you will solve the trouble yourself. I will not help you again."
"Why?" Phoebe was anxious.
Not helping her, in the eyes of others, meant that she was disgusted by him.
At that time, those who used to flatter her would stay away from her. Even those who she had offended
would retaliate against her.
Thinking of this, Phoebe became flustered. She took a step forward, clenched her fists and said,
"Stanley, you can't do this! You said five years ago, you would give me everything I want. Now..."
Stanley leaned back in the chair and interrupted her in a cold voice, "I have said something like this. It
is because you saved me, but no matter how great kindness I owed you, there will be a day I pay off.
Recently, everything you do is stepping my bottom line. I can't bear it anymore. Do you understand?"
"I..." Phoebe moved her mouth, unable to speak.
Outside the door, Violet raised her eyebrows.
This was not the first time she had heard Stanley say that Phoebe rescued him five years ago.
What happened five years ago?
Just when she was thinking about it, Stanley's voice sounded again, "Well, I hope you will make less
trouble in future. Get out!"
Phoebe lowered her eyelids to cover the unwillingness in her eyes, and walked to the door reluctantly.
After coming out, she saw Violet with a pensive look outside the door. She was startled, and yelled
angrily, "What are you doing?"
Violet recovered and smiled faintly, "Director Hunt, it's been a long time."
Phoebe snorted, "I have been fired, but you still call me Director Hunt. Are you deliberately taunting
me?"
Stanley’s aunt was too useless.
Even she said that she was Stanley’s aunt, she didn't actually drive Violet away. Phoebe was so angry!
"No, I'm just getting used to it. Director Hunt thought too much." Violet spread her hands.
"Do you think I would believe your nonsense?" Phoebe sneered, then squinted and asked, "How long
have you been standing here?"
"It's been a while." Violet told the truth.
There was a nervous look in Phoebe's eyes, "Then did you hear what I said to Stanley?"
Violet smiled and nodded, "Of course."
Phoebe's face changed drastically. She glared at Violet gloomily, with an unabashed threat in her voice,
"I warn you, don't tell others what you heard."
She must not let the outside world know that she was not protected by Stanley anymore.
Otherwise, there would be all kinds of troubles waiting for her. Just thinking about it, it would be
unacceptable.
"What if I say no?" Violet tucked her hair and replied without fear.
Phoebe smiled, "Then I will let Dad get your dying brother back."
"Dare you!" Violet's face suddenly became gloomy.
She had to admit that she was threatened by Phoebe.
Phoebe crossed her arms on her chest, "If you dare to tell others those things, I will dare to do this.
Don't forget if Dad wants to get back your dying brother, even you and your mother have nothing to do!"
After speaking, she glanced at Violet proudly, knocked Violet away with her shoulders, twisted her waist
and walked towards the elevator.
Violet pursed her red lips, looking darkly at the direction Phoebe was leaving. She was so angry.
After a while, she took a deep breath to calm down, patted her cheeks, and sorted out her emotions.
Then she knocked on Mr. Murphy's office, "Mr. Murphy."
"Come in." Stanley's cold voice came from inside.
Violet pushed the door in, "Mr. Murphy, what can I do for you?"
She must not let the outside world know that she was not protected by Stanley anymore.
Otherwise, there would be all kinds of troubles waiting for her. Just thinking about it, it would be
unacceptable.
"What if | say no?" Violet tucked her hair and replied without fear.
Phoebe smiled, "Then | will let Dad get your dying brother back."
"Dare you!" Violet's face suddenly became gloomy.
She had to admit that she was threatened by Phoebe.
Phoebe crossed her arms on her chest, "If you dare to tell others those things, | will dare to do this.
Don't forget if Dad wants to get back your dying brother, even you and your mother have nothing to do!"
After speaking, she glanced at Violet proudly, knocked Violet away with her shoulders, twisted her waist
and walked towards the elevator.
Violet pursed her red lips, looking darkly at the direction Phoebe was leaving. She was so angry.
After a while, she took a deep breath to calm down, patted her cheeks, and sorted out her emotions.
Then she knocked on Mr. Murphy's office, "Mr. Murphy."
"Come in." Stanley's cold voice came from inside.
Violet pushed the door in, "Mr. Murphy, what can | do for you?"
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