Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"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.

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

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

glanced at Phoebe

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

It wasn't Phoebe?

Violet was thinking, Stanley nodded

suppressed the doubts in her mind, and thanked

left, Stanley squinted at Phoebe,

expression on her face, "Stanley,

that I want to doubt you, but that you

seeming to be angry at his distrust, "I admit that I had targeted her, but I really didn't steal her draft. If it was me, why didn't I stop her

Stanley was stunned for a second. Then he looked down and was thinking

a little shaken by what

shook him while looking at him hopefully, "Stanley, you believe me. Last time you told me not to target

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

he stopped looking at her

Violet crossed her arms on her chest and

her and stopped. He looked at the displays with

serious face, "No, this is the second time I saw it. From yesterday to this morning, no one

is wrong!"

her chin, "Yes, I also think something is

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

obviously not

But what went wrong?

her nails and

thought of something. Her pretty eyes narrowed, "Mr. Murphy, I'm sorry to mess up today's meeting. Please give me some time.

She bowed to Stanley.

wouldn't just leave it

stole her first draft

looked at Violet and said

of her little helper, Violet

day. If you don't have any clues, you must redraw the first draft. Besides, it can’t be the previous one.

her back and