One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 37 Dismissed Kara

With a thud, the elevator shook violently.

Violet fell on the elevator’s floor, and Stanley fell on her.

The two looked at each other. They were stunned for a moment.

Violet stared at the man on her so shockingly. Her mind was a little blank.

Stanley was also surprised by the current situation.

He looked down at her flushed face and her slightly opened red lips, then his eyes darkened

involuntarily.

But soon, Stanley reacted, getting up quickly, sorting his clothes, and said solemnly, "Sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Violet also stood up, and whispered. She didn’t dare to look at him.

She could feel her heart beating very fast now. Her face was very blushed now. She couldn't calm

down at all.

Except for the night five years ago, she was in such close contact with a man for the first time. Even

when he held her last time, he didn’t get so close to her. Just now, as long as she raised her head

slightly, she could kiss his lips.

Thinking of this, Violet tilted her head slightly and looked at Stanley's lips.

His lips were very thin, but the shape of his lips was very beautiful, and the color was also light, which

was especially suitable for kissing.

Wait! What was she thinking about?

Violet covered her face, feeling so shy.

She was actually thinking about kissing Stanley!

Stanley saw Violet’s face from the corner of his eyes. He frowned slightly, "What's the matter with you?

Are you injured?"

"No!" Violet answered quickly.

She was just ashamed of her own thoughts.

Stanley didn't ask any more. He looked at Violet condescendingly.

Violet was afraid that he could see what she was thinking just now, so she turned her head away and

coughed slightly, "...Mr. Murphy, are you injured?"

"No." Stanley retracted his gaze and replied faintly.

"Well." Violet breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that he fell with her to pull her.

If he got hurt because of this, she would feel sorry for him.

Ding! The elevator stopped.

Stanley was the first to get out of the elevator. Violet cleared her mind and followed closely behind.

When they arrived at the design department, Stanley directly opened the door of Phoebe's office.

When Phoebe saw him, she was immediately overjoyed. She quickly got up and walked towards him,

"Stanley, why are you..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Violet behind Stanley. Then the original surprise smile on her

face immediately froze.

What was going on?

Why were the two of them together again?

Violet pretended not to notice Phoebe's jealous eyes, and said to Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, I'll call her

here."

Stanley nodded slightly and gave a hmm.

Violet walked out of Phoebe's office and walked to the large office next door.

"Stanley, why did you come here with her?" Phoebe coldly glanced at the direction Violet was leaving,

and tentatively asked Stanley.

Stanley walked straight to her desk and sat down, "Violet found out the person who stole her design, so

I came over to deal with this matter."

"What? She found it out?" Hearing this, Phoebe was so shocked. A touch of nervousness crossed her

eyes.

How was it possible!

She arranged it so well. How did Violet find it?

Did Violet not lie?

At this time, in the big office.

Violet came to Kara and knocked on Kara's desk, "Kara, are you getting better?"

Kara looked up and saw that it was Violet, then her eyes were a little unnatural, "Hello, Violet, I'm better

already."

"That's good. Kara, come with me, Mr. Murphy is looking for you." Violet said with a smile.

Kara's face froze, "What does Mr. Murphy ask me for?"

"You'll know when you see him." Violet said, putting away the smile on her face and walking away.

Looking at Violet's back, Kara was very flustered.

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When Kara arrived at Phoebe's office, Phoebe's face changed as soon as she saw Kara.

Seeing her change, Violet pursed her red lips. But the next second, it seemed like nothing happened.

She asked Phoebe, "Director Hunt, can I use your computer? ?"

"Give her." Before Phoebe answered, Stanley had already agreed on her behalf.

Even if Phoebe was reluctant, she could only smile reluctantly and pushed the computer to Violet.

Violet thanked Phoebe, took out the U disk and plugged it into the computer, and then beckoned to

Kara, "Kara, come over and take a look at these two surveillance videos."

Hearing that, Kara understood that she had been exposed. Her legs trembled, and her face was so

pale.

Upon seeing this, Phoebe was afraid of what Kara would say something, then she immediately gave

Kara a warning look.

Violet saw the behaviors between the two people, but Violet did not expose them. She just turned the

computer screen to Kara. The two videos were played on separate screens at the same time.

The first surveillance video was that Kara looked through Violet's computer when Violet went to the

infirmary to get medicine for Kara the day before yesterday. The purpose was in order to know where

Violet first draft was placed and which document the scanned copy was stored.

The second surveillance video was Kara came to the large office alone and she wiped off her

fingerprints with a wet towel, then put on gloves and deleted Violet's scans and stole Violet's first draft

after nine o'clock the night before.

As of here, everything was clear.

Stanley tapped his finger on the desktop lightly, but he was looking at Violet, "What do you want to do?"

Violet took a deep breath and replied with a cold face, "Dismissed her and issued a statement to

disclose her crime. I want her to leave the design circle."

As soon as Violet finished speaking, Kara was terrified and sat down on the ground. Even Phoebe did

not expect Violet to be so cruel.

Issuing her crimes in public and driving her out of the design circle was not different from letting her die!

"Violet, don't you think you are going too far? Kara indeed did it wrong. Just give her a little

punishment. It's not necessary..."

"It's necessary." Violet relentlessly interrupted Phoebe's false accusations, and then coldly looked at

the sluggish Kara on the ground, "In my opinion, my decision is not going too far. Fashion designers

should be very clear that stealing and plagiarism are taboos in the design circle. So Kara, you have to

pay for it."

Plagiarism?

Hearing the word, Phoebe's face was distorted for a moment. She was so angry.

Violet, the bitch, was insinuating her.

"Stanley, Kara was indeed wrong. But why does Violet have to push Kara to a dead end?" Phoebe

pointed to Violet and said with dissatisfaction.

"I think she is right." Stanley held his forehead and looked at Violet with a little praise in his eyes.

She handled things very calmly. She did not feel the slightest anger or hysteria until now.

She was also very smart. She was able to retrieve the original surveillance in such a short time and to

make the most correct punishment for the perpetrator. This was the type of person he admired most.

"What? Stanley, you said she was right?" Phoebe thought she had heard it wrong, and then she looked

at Stanley incredulously.

Stanley nodded, "Isn't it right? If it's me, I will do the same."

Hearing this, Violet smiled, "Thank you Mr. Murphy for the compliment and support."

To be honest, she was not sure that she could let him dismiss Kara. After all, Kara was his employee,

but she was only a helper.

Unexpectedly, she was worrying too much. He was a good boss with a clear distinction between right

and wrong.

"Okay, that's it." Stanley finished speaking, got up and left.

Soon after he left, two security guards came in to take Kara away.

At the moment when Kara passed by Violet, she whispered to Violet, "Violet, I'm sorry..."

Violet didn't respond. The expression on her face was particularly plain.

She wouldn't forgive Kara. The hurt had already been done, and it couldn't be wiped out with a

sentence of sorry.

Only Violet and Phoebe were left in the office.

Violet didn't mean to leave. She looked at Phoebe faintly, "It's actually you, right?"