"Almost done." Calvin thought for a moment before he answered, and then got the contrast images
from earlier back up, and sure enough the restoration was complete.
Calvin smiled and entered to view the restored photo.
Soon, the photo, which had been blurry, gradually became clear.
As the photos became clearer and clearer, Violet and Stanley's faces became increasingly grim.
"How could it be her!" Violet's pupils shrank slightly as she exclaimed loudly.
Stanley clenched his fist, "Phoebe!"
Pennie was actually Phoebe!
"Calvin, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Violet looked at Calvin.
Calvin shook his head with certainty, "Absolutely not."
Violet pursed her red lips and completely ran out of words, accepting the fact that it made her feel
unexpected.
Pennie was Phoebe.
In fact, back at the moment Pennie appeared, she had been suspicious because of Pennie's name,
which was similar to the combination of Talia Hamilton and Phoebe.
It was only later vetoed because Pennie's height, build and looks were remotely similar to Phoebe's.
But now she realized that her suspicions at the time were, in fact, right.
Phoebe really didn't die, and after her escape, she ran abroad to have cosmetic surgery and became
an extremely talented young designer.
If she did not know that Pennie was Phoebe, then there was certainly nothing wrong with Pennie's
design.
But now that she knew that Pennie was Phoebe, there was something wrong with the design of her
previous competition.
After all, Phoebe's talent did not allow her to design such excellent clothes.
So Phoebe's designs came to be for the competition had something to do with Miya.
"She's actually not dead." Stanley's face was gloomy.
When Phoebe committed suicide by jumping off a building, he had suspected at the time that Phoebe
might not be dead, but in the end, the genetic comparison showed that the body was Phoebe's, which
was why he believed that Phoebe might be really dead.
How ridiculous it seemed now that he had been actually getting screwed.
"Yeah, she's still alive." Violet nodded with a bad expression as well, "Her initial suicide was planned
meticulously, not only did she expect us to suspect whether the corpse was her or not, but she also
guessed that we would use the corpse to compare it with the genetic samples she left behind before."
"It seems the forensic scientist who did the comparison is very questionable." Stanley narrowed his
eyes.
Violet bit her lip, "The forensic scientist is someone from the agency, but Phoebe does not have that
ability to bribe him."
"She doesn't, but Ivy does." Stanley looked at her.
Violet was shocked, "You mean that Ivy and Phoebe both conspired ......"
"I had that guess." Stanley nodded, "Back when Phoebe's leg was broken and she was admitted to the
hospital that Henry was in, at one point, I saw them meet, but I didn't think much of it at first."
Since Ivy had just woken up from her vegetative state back then, no one knew exactly what her status
was.
Phoebe was even more unlikely to know, so he just assumed that they had met by chance, and now
there seemed to be many details he had overlooked.
"If it's really Ivy, why would she help Phoebe? Phoebe is also her love rival." Violet frowned tightly,
unable to figure it out.
Stanley looked at her with deep emotion, "Because the enemy of an enemy is a friend, and their
biggest love rival is you, so it's natural for them to have an alliance."
At those words, the corners of Violet's mouth twitched, and she was left speechless.
She looked at the computer with a rather complicated look in her eyes, "Stanley, why do you think she's
doing this, changing her face and turning herself into another person just to deal with me, isn't it tiring?"
"How do I know if she's tired or not?" Stanley glanced at Phoebe’s photo on the computer and said
indifferently.
Violet rolled her eyes speechlessly, then thought of something else and spoke, "I wonder if Talia and
Eason knew about Phoebe's fake suicide back then? Or rather, they didn't know at the time, and after
Phoebe finished her face-lift later, did she tell them that she is still alive?"
"It doesn't matter, since Phoebe died in the first place, let her disappear completely. I will report
Phoebe's identity to the Design Association." Stanley said in a deep voice.
Phoebe had been blocked due to the domestic spot fighting incident.
Naturally, there was no way she would be allowed to use Pennie's identity to participate in the
competition again.
It was unfair to the other eliminated contestants for her to use Linda's design in the competition.
"After that, will you take Phoebe back to the country and put her back in the mental hospital?" Violet
asked, looking at him.
Stanley, however, shook his head, "No, she's no longer of our nationality, I can't bring her back home
by force unless she's put in a mental institution right here."
"This shouldn't be a difficult task for you, right?" Violet chuckled.
A ghostly light flashed in Stanley's eyes and he lifted his chin, "Indeed not."
"Then I'll be waiting for your good news." Violet said.
Back in the country, Phoebe was convicted of plagiarism and sentenced to prison for several years, but
she faked insanity to get into a mental hospital, escaped jail, and eventually committed suicide.
But Phoebe's suicide was fake. Since Phoebe was still alive and had changed her nationality, he could
not put her in jail, then he would send her to the mental hospital.
For people like Phoebe who shamelessly either copied or stole someone else's design, they should
stay locked up and not come out and cause trouble.
"You'll be able to see it soon, two days at the latest." Stanley stroked Violet's hair and assured her.
Violet smiled, "Well, I trust you."
She then looked at Calvin, "Baby, there's no need to check the surveillance, since we know Pennie is
Phoebe, we can deal with it directly, there's no need to have any evidence."
Miya naturally would be dealt with by the Design Association.
"Got it, Mommy." Calvin nodded.
After that, Stanley went to make arrangements to fix Phoebe.
Violet, on the other hand, stayed in her room to draw the designs for the magazine.
Two days later, a new round began.
Stanley sent Violet over.
His appearance stunned the designers and models.
After all, it was rare to find an Oriental man being eye-catching.
Therefore some models and designers secretly cast seductive glances towards Stanley.
Although Violet was unpleasant, she was proud.
After all, the man they were trying to seduce was her husband.
Violet directly took Stanley's arm and cast a smug glance at these fancy-minded people.
It instantly made these people blush with anger.
Stanley glimpsed the woman's small movements, his thin lips slightly hooked, and he even dotingly
kissed her forehead, silently expressing to these people who he belonged to.
A portion of the models and designers were envious.
Only Pennie in the corner, that was, Phoebe, looked at Violet and Stanley with a grim face and
jealousy.
Violet had been secretly watching her, her eyes darkened.
"Honey, you can leave, I'll chat with them." Violet said to Stanley with a smile.
Stanley nodded slightly, "Ok."
"Well, I'll see you later." Violet stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Stanley's eyes flashed slightly as he lifted her chin straight up and kissed her back on the
lips.
Stanley glimpsed the woman's small movements, his thin lips slightly hooked, and he even dotingly
kissed her forehead, silently expressing to these people who he belonged to.
A portion of the models and designers were envious.
Only Pennie in the corner, that was, Phoebe, looked at Violet and Stanley with a grim face and
jealousy.
Violet had been secretly watching her, her eyes darkened.
"Honey, you can leave, I'll chat with them." Violet said to Stanley with a smile.
Stanley nodded slightly, "Ok."
"Well, I'll see you later." Violet stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Stanley's eyes flashed slightly as he lifted her chin straight up and kissed her back on the
lips.
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