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"Gone?" Stanley frowned deeply.

Violet said yes, and then she showed him the documents, "It's all blank paper. My design draft was stolen!"

"Some stole your design draft?" Phoebe sneered, "Violet, is it possible that you didn't draw it at all but you deliberately made an excuse now? Who would steal your design draft?"

"Really?" Violet turned her head and looked at Phoebe deeply.

Phoebe patted the table angrily, "What do you mean? Why are you looking at me like this? Is it possible that you think I stole it?"

"I didn't say it was you. Director Hunt, you don't have to react so much." Violet replied with a calm face and a cold voice.

Phoebe felt embarrassed. Then she was so furious, just about to say something.

Stanley couldn't stand it anymore. He pursed his lips and reprimanded, "Enough!"

"What?" Phoebe pointed at Violet, "Stanley, not only did she delay the conference, but..."

"Don't you understand what I said?" Stanley interrupted her sharply. His face was so gloomy.

Phoebe was a little scared. Immediately, she didn’t dare to speak.

Afterwards, Stanley glanced at her gloomily before turning his gaze to Violet, "Are there any copies?"

"Yes, I am accustomed to backing up a copy in my computer, but I guess it's gone too." With that, Violet immediately turned on the computer to check the scanned document. Sure enough, it was empty.

In this regard, apart from being angry, she was not surprised at all.

After all, since that person stole the design draft, so how could he let go of the copies?

Stanley was silent, tapping lightly with his fingertips on the table, making people unable to see what he was thinking about.

After a while, he suddenly stood up and said, "This is the end of today's meeting. Regarding the assessment of the first draft of ‘Born of Fire’, we will discuss it next time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the meeting room walked out twos and threes.

Soon, only three of them were left in the meeting room.

one hand and the briefcase in the other, "Mr. Murphy, I want to go to the

check who stole your design

at Phoebe from the

Phoebe was unexpectedly calm and did not panic at all, which

It wasn't Phoebe?

thinking, Stanley nodded

doubts in her mind, and thanked Stanley. Then

she left, Stanley squinted at Phoebe, "It’s

expression on her face, "Stanley, you doubt

but that you have done it before, besides, you targeted her."

had targeted her, but I really didn't steal her draft. If it was me, why didn't I stop her from

this, Stanley was stunned for a second. Then he looked

shaken by what she

soon, she calmed down. She held his arm and shook him while looking at him hopefully, "Stanley, you believe me. Last time you told me

patted the wrinkles on his sleeves, "I hope you didn't do it,

looking at her and walked out of the

and stared at the various displays, for fear of missing

He looked at the displays with

is the second time I saw it.

wrong!" Stanley

"Yes, I also think something is

one had touched her position, but her design drafts were missing, and the scans were

was obviously not

But what went wrong?

and

suddenly thought of something. Her pretty eyes narrowed, "Mr. Murphy, I'm sorry to mess up today's meeting. Please give me some time. I will figure this matter out. I’ll give you an

She bowed to Stanley.

wouldn't just leave

who stole her first

looked at Violet and said

her little helper, Violet gave a

raise his eyebrows, "Okay, then I will give you one day. If you don't have any clues, you must redraw the first draft. Besides, it can’t be

Violet straightened her