"Sit!" Stanley didn't answer. He raised his chin at the chair opposite the table.

Violet walked to the chair, thanked him, pulled the chair away and sat down.

Stanley crossed his fingers, and then he said, "As mentioned in the last meeting, how are you doing with the design plan for this fall?"

"It's almost done." Violet replied.

"Is there an archive?" Stanley asked.

"Yes." Violet nodded.

Stanley turned the laptop around and pushed it to her.

Violet tapped the keyboard a few times before returning the computer to Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, it's done."

Stanley let out a hmm, and slid his mouse to check.

After watching it for about a few minutes, he suddenly thought of something and called Fraser in, "Pour Violet a cup of coffee and get a pieces of the Black Forest."

"Mr. Murphy..." Violet was just about to say no need. Fraser took the lead in responding, "Okay, I'm going to prepare now."

With that said, he took a deep look at Violet, then turned and walked towards the door.

He was still wondering why Mr. Murphy asked him to buy cakes in recent days.

After buying them back, Mr. Murphy didn't eat it himself. He just let Fraser put them in the refrigerator and threw them away after work, and then added a new piece the next day.

Soon, Fraser came back with a tray, and put the coffee and cake in front of Violet one by one.

Violet looked at Stanley opposite with a little embarrassment, "Mr. Murphy, is it okay?"

"Don't you like it?" Stanley looked up from behind the computer.

Violet waved her hand again and again, "No, just eating in your office..."

"It doesn't matter. There are many projects. It will take a while after I read it. You can eat something to kill the time."

After saying this, Stanley buried his head again and ignored her.

He had already said this, so Violet couldn’t resist anymore. She picked up a delicate fork, cut a small piece of cake and put it in her mouth. The unique taste hit her taste buds and made her so happy that she squinted eyes.

"Is it delicious?" Stanley asked suddenly, and the finger sliding the mouse stopped.

on the fork and

Stanley’s eyes dimmed. His voice became low, and a little hoarse, "That's good. You can take

"What…?"

Knowing what she was

opened her mouth, then smiled, "Thank

a hmm and

it! I'm

guessed it

was

walked out of Mr. Murphy's office with a cake

received a call from George,

the matter?" Violet

said warmly, "Here is the thing. I have a paper on brain that has been published in International

Violet was

George nodded slightly, "Yeah."

Violet hurriedly

"Thank you. How about we go to dinner tonight, just

the two of

glasses slightly reflected light, "Of

after work." Violet readily agreed when she heard Jessie would

up, George's text message

remember it is a

the door of the

her figure disappeared, Stanley walked out from the corner of the elevator, carrying a bag in his hand, looking at

pursed his thin lips, turned and left without hesitation,

coming back so soon, "Mr. Murphy, didn't you go to give the clothes to Violet?

on the bag Stanley was

down the bag, he asked quietly, "Did

"Yes." Fraser nodded.

on his tie, "Tell him

in the morning,

and looked at

of his nose, and immediately changed the words, "I see! I will contact Dr.

quickly took

only then

back from the kindergarten. After settling two children

George was already sitting in the

walked over, "Sorry, George. I'm late and there was a traffic jam

She said embarrassedly.

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