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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.

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

to check who stole your design draft?" Stanley guessed her

Phoebe from the corner of her

was unexpectedly calm and did not panic at all, which made Violet suddenly a

It wasn't Phoebe?

thinking, Stanley nodded

mind, and thanked

she left, Stanley squinted

her face,

I want to doubt you, but that you have done it before, besides, you targeted her."

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

was stunned for a second. Then he looked down

shaken by

and shook him while looking at him hopefully, "Stanley, you believe me. Last time you

arms expressionlessly and patted the wrinkles on his sleeves, "I

speaking, he stopped looking at her and

arms on her chest and stared at the various displays, for fear

the displays with her, "How is it?

the second time I

wrong!"

chin, "Yes, I also

position, but her design drafts were

obviously not

But what went wrong?

nails and was lost

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.

just leave it

would let the person who stole her first draft to

looked

Violet gave a gentle

raise his eyebrows, "Okay, then I will give you one day. If you don't have any clues,

straightened her back and responded