Stanley frowned and wanted to say something.
Jessie preemptively said, "Hey, you are too narrow-minded. Mr. Murphy said Violet got her foot injured
and she couldn't stand still, so he helped her. Besides, he didn't do anything else. Why do you look like
as if they did something sorry for you? Moreover, it’s because of you that Violet got hurt. Your fiancé’s
help is also an atonement for you!"
"You…"
Phoebe became angry and was about to refute. Stanley suddenly pulled her away, looked down at
Violet's feet, and finally moved his eyes upwards and fixed on Violet’s face, "Is it Phoebe?"
Violet gave a hmm slightly.
Stanley suddenly looked towards Phoebe.
Phoebe's face turned pale. She subconsciously denied, "Stanley, don't listen to their nonsense! It’s not
me."
"What did you say? In order to prevent us from bidding successfully, you pour essential oil outside the
bathroom, causing Violet to fall and got injured. This is the evidence!” Jessie took the essential oil in
Violet’s hand and showed to Stanley.
Stanley knew it was indeed Phoebe's, because he had seen it before.
The essential oil of this brand was Phoebe's favorite.
"What she said is true?" Stanley's thin lips pressed into a straight line. He stared at Phoebe without
emotion.
When Phoebe faced him like this, her heart was pounding so badly. She didn’t dare to look into
Stanley’s eyes, "Of...Of course not, there are so many people who have essential oils. Who said the oil
outside the bathroom must be mine?"
"How about doing an appraisal?" Violet looked up at Phoebe and suddenly said.
Stanley nodded, "Yes, let someone check the essential oils outside the bathroom to see if it is the same
as this one."
"That's a good idea!" Jessie's eyes lit up, "As long as the detection is consistent, you can't deny it."
When Phoebe heard it, her calf softened and she slumped on the ground.
Her face already showed that she had confessed the crime.
Stanley's face was cold, "You really have not changed even if after repeated teaching."
"Stanley..." Phoebe looked at him timidly.
Stanley narrowed his eyes, "Get out!"
Phoebe trembled, quickly got up from the ground, picked up her bag and went into the elevator.
Seeing her leaving, Jessie was a little dissatisfied, "Mr. Murphy, just let her go like this? She has
harmed Violet! Don't you plan to punish her?"
Violet also looked at Stanley.
Stanley's face eased, "I will give you guys an explanation."
"Really? We'll wait and see." Jessie felt a lot more comfortable when she heard what he said.
Violet looked at the phone, "Mr. Murphy, we have to leave first."
"I'll drive you back." Stanley looked down at her feet.
Before Violet could say something, Jessie nodded happily, "Okay, okay."
"Jessie!" Violet frowned, and then shook her head at Stanley, "No need, Mr. Murphy. We can go back
by ourselves. Thank you. Let's go, Jessie."
"Oh..." Jessie helped her into another elevator.
Looking at the slowly closing elevator doors and Violet's alienated face in the elevator, Stanley couldn't
help clenching his fists in his trouser pockets.
She was deliberately staying away from him!
Although he knew the reason why she stayed away from him, he was still quite upset when he saw her
really doing this.
In the elevator, Jessie looked at Violet, "Violet, why do I feel that you are so indifferent to Mr. Murphy?
What happened between you?"
Violet's eyes flickered. She smiled faintly, "I originally just worked for him. Now, I’m not his employee
anymore. We just knew each other. What can happen between us?"
"But I always think it's weird between you guys. You seem to be deliberately staying away from him."
Jessie scratched her short hair.
Violet nodded, "Yes, he has a fiancée. Shouldn't I stay away from him?"
"This..." Jessie was speechless.
Violet pointed to Jessie’s face, "Okay, instead of gossiping about me and Mr. Murphy, you should take
care of your own face. Don't leave scars on your face."
"What?" When Jessie heard this, she quickly took out the small mirror from her bag to check her face.
Seeing the blood stains on her face which was scratched by Phoebe, she screamed.
Violet covered her ears, "What are you doing!"
Jessie's eyes turned red with anger, "That bitch actually scratched my face like this! It's damned!"
Violet couldn't laugh or cry, "Come on! You don't have the right to say this. You keep scratching her
face. The scratches on her face are no less than yours. Okay, the elevator is here. Go to the infirmary."
"Well." Jessie nodded repeatedly, put away the mirror and helped Violet out of the elevator.
After checking the face and feet, it was already afternoon.
Jessie drove Violet back to the hospital and then back to the studio.
Seeing Violet's injured foot, Lily cried, "Phoebe actually hurt you like this."
Violet smiled and comforted Lily, "It's okay, Mom. It will be fine in a few days."
The doctor said that her sprained foot was not serious. It was just that the ligament was slightly
strained. So she would recover after a few days of rest.
Lily helped Violet sit down, and said, "I really can't let you guys leave under my nose now. If I can't see
anyone of you, you guys will have all kinds of accidents."
Violet bowed her head, knowing that she was wrong, "Okay, Mom. Don't talk about it. How is Calvin
today?"
"Very good. He went out for a walk in the morning and fell asleep after taking the medicine." Lily
handed Violet a glass of honey water and said.
Violet took a sip and looked at the little guy on the hospital bed again, her eyes full of tenderness.
At this time, the door of the ward was knocked.
Lily got up to open the door. Then she was followed by George in a white coat.
George was about to say hello to Violet. When he saw her bandaged right foot, the gentle smile on his
face froze, "Violet, what happened to you?"
"Sprained." Violet replied with a careless smile.
Lily snorted coldly, "It's Phoebe. In order to make Violet give up the bidding, she poured some oil
outside the bathroom to cause Violet to fall. It's really hateful!"
"Phoebe..." George chanted the name in a low voice. There was a frightening cold light across his eyes
behind the glasses, but it quickly disappeared. Then it returned to his usual gentleness, "What did the
doctor say?"
"Nothing serious. Just don't run or jump." Violet touched her ankle and replied.
George nodded and put down the fruits he had brought. "By the way, Violet, I'm here to discuss
something with you."
"Okay." Violet looked at him.
George sat down next to her, "Here is the thing. A patient of mine abroad who has recently recovered
and is going to have a wedding and invited me to attend, but it is so boring for me to go alone. So I
want you to go with me. "
"But you also know my current situation. I..."
"Go!" Lily walked over with a plate of cleaned fruits and interrupted Violet's refusal.
Violet frowned, "Mom, how can I leave? Calvin..."
"I’m here. After your brother learned that Calvin had a car accident, he specially asked me to stay with
you for a while in the country. For Calvin, you have been under great pressure recently, so it's okay to
go to relax with George." Lily picked up two apples and handed them one each to her and George.
After George took it, he first thanked Lily, and then continued, "Your Mom is right. Violet, just a travel.
We will be back soon."
Violet looked at the two people in front of her helplessly. Finally, she smiled helpless, "Since you guys
said that, can I still refuse?"
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