One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 48 Phoebe Plagiarized

Violet stopped at Stanley's desk, "Mr. Murphy, in order to prevent other designers from misusing the

cloth of ‘Born of Fire’, I want to apply for a warehouse separately. Besides, only I can have the

warehouse key."

In addition, she did this for another reason, which was Phoebe.

Based on what she knew about Phoebe, Phoebe couldn't just watch the cloth sent over and do nothing.

If Phoebe did nothing, how could she drive Violet out of the Murphy Group. So Violet had to take

precautions, otherwise she couldn't afford the consequence.

"Okay." Stanley agreed without hesitation. Then he looked away and said, "In the future, you don't have

to come to me for such trivial matters. Go directly to Fraser. He will handle it!"

Hearing the indifference in his tone, Violet was shocked, then nodded, "Yes, Mr. Murphy."

"Go ahead with your work. I'll let someone give you the key in a while." Stanley waved his hand and

said.

Violet gave him a confused look, then turned around obediently and went out.

She felt he seemed to be colder towards her?

Did she do something which offended him?

Violet tilted her head. She couldn’t figure out, so she didn't think much about it. She closed the door of

Stanley's office and returned to the design department. As soon as she sat down, her phone rang.

"Violet, congratulations! You won the first place in J City of Golden Feather Award!" Jessie

congratulated Violet happily.

Violet was confused, "Jessie, what are you talking about? What is the first place?"

"Play dumb with me?"

Violet was speechless, "I really don’t know!"

Jessie seemed to understand something, and swallowed, "Violet, do you fail to participate in Golden

Feather Award?"

Violet said, "No."

Violet knew that Golden Feather Award was one of the most authoritative fashion design competitions

at domestic.

She wanted to participate at the beginning, but because of too many things after returning, she was

busy and missed the registration time.

"This is not right!" Jessie frowned, "Since you didn't participate in it, who is the Miss Hunt who won the

first place?"

"Miss Hunt?" Violet narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Yes." Jessie nodded, "I just saw that the design drawing of the first place was drawn by you before,

and it was signed by Miss Hunt. So I thought it was you who participated in the competition, but I did

not expect that you didn’t participate in it at all. Violet, would someone steal your design and pretend to

be you to participate?"

Hearing this, Violet's face sank. Her red lips pursed to a straight line, "I probably know what's going on.

Maybe you're right. Perhaps someone has stolen my design, but she didn’t pretend to be me. Besides

me, there is indeed the other Miss Hunt."

How clever Jessie was! She guessed who Violet was referring to, "Violet, you mean, your half-sister?"

"Yeah, it should be her, but I have to go to the official website to check."

With that, Violet put down the phone and clicked on the official website of Golden Feather Award.

When she saw the work of the first place, her hand which held the mouse suddenly tightened.

It really was her design!

Phoebe copied it intact!

"Violet, how about it? Have you confirmed it?" Jessie couldn't wait to ask on the phone.

Violet then turned to look at the designer's signature in the lower right corner of the design drawing.

Seeing the unique watermark of Phoebe, an anger crossed Violet’s eyes. Then she picked up the This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

phone again and put it back to her ear. Her voice was as cold as ice. "Confirmed. It's her!"

She had always known that Phoebe liked to plagiarize, but she never thought that one day she would

be plagiarized by Phoebe. The works Phoebe copied were the assignments to Violet by Violet’s teacher

a year ago. The theme was autumn.

She designed about 20 pieces of works. Her teacher only took a fancy to eight of them. The rest was

rated as rubbish by her teacher. Her teacher let her throw them away. But Violet didn’t want to threw

them, so she registered a personal account in a social network site and uploaded them to keep them

as souvenirs.

Unexpectedly, this could be discovered by Phoebe!

"She actually dares to plagiarize your works. Violet, let's go to the competition organizer to expose her!"

Jessie clenched her fists angrily.

Violet bit her lower lip, "No!"

"Why?" Jessie didn't understand.

Violet took a breath, "Because the works Phoebe plagiarized were Mina’s works. I promised my

teacher that I can’t expose that I’m Mina when I have not yet made a name for myself at domestic!"

"Then we just let Phoebe go like this?" Jessie was very unwilling.

Violet sneered, "No! The most intolerable in my life is stealing and plagiarism. Since Phoebe dares to

do this, I definitely won't let her go. Doesn't she like plagiarism? Let her plagiarize!"

"Violet, you mean..." Jessie's eyes lit up. Her eyes were full of excitement.

Violet sneered, "It's just like what you think."

Phoebe didn't have much design talent herself. She was able to have today's status, basically relying

on plagiarism. Since Phoebe won the first place this time, she would definitely find ways to continue

plagiarism in the subsequent knockouts.

Then Violet just needed to put some design drawings on the social platform and let Phoebe copy them.

When the final of Golden Feather Award came, ‘Born of Fire’ should have a big success. When she

had a reputation, she could stand up and say that she was Mina. Then she could accuse Phoebe of

plagiarism and ruin Phoebe!

Thinking of this, Violet hung up and immediately checked the theme of the next session of the Golden

Feather Award on the official website. She was ready to make a trap for Phoebe to jump.

At this moment, Phoebe suddenly clapped her hands and came to the large office, "Everyone, stop

your work first!"

Everyone stopped working and looked at her.

Violet was no exception.

With a smile on Phoebe's face, she seemed to be in a good mood, "At eight o'clock tonight, in Room

Rose of the Sunrise Hotel, I will treat you guys. Everyone has to come. If you don't come, I will think

you despise me."

Everyone naturally nodded in a hurry. Some people murmured in surprise, "Director Hunt, is there a

happy event?"

"Stupid! Didn't you watch the announcement of Golden Feather Award today? Director Hunt got the

first place in J City!"

"Yeah!" Phoebe cast an appreciative look at the person behind her, "I am very happy to win the first

place, so I specially invite everyone to dinner."

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly congratulated Phoebe. Only Violet sat in the position without moving,

watching this scene with mocking eyes.

It was shameless to plagiarize her work to get the first place, and to show off in a big way!

While Violet was thinking about it, Phoebe suddenly looked over here, "Violet, you seem to be very

upset that I took the first place?"

Violet stood up and replied calmly, "No, Director Hunt misunderstood me. I was just thinking about

something else."

"Oh? Then can I know what you are thinking about?" Phoebe looked at Violet and stroked her bright

red nails.

Violet nodded and stared at Phoebe, "Of course, I'm thinking about Director Hunt's design style. Why is

there such a big difference between your previous work and current work? Director Hunt, can you

answer me?"

Listening to her words, Phoebe's eyes were flustered for a moment, but she soon calmed down. Her

voice was gloomy, "Violet, what do you mean by this? Are you suspicious of me?"

"I'm just curious. If Director Hunt can't tell me, just forget it." Violet smiled and spread her hands,

neither denying it nor admitting it.

Phoebe snorted coldly at her, "As a designer, it’s normal that I often change my style. It’s nothing

unusual. Rather than questioning me here, you’d better to finish your work!"

After that, Phoebe walked away on high heels, but her steps were obviously somewhat unnatural.

Violet looked at the direction Phoebe was leaving and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

It was normal that a designer’s style was changeable? Who didn't know that every designer had only

one style!

Only brainless Phoebe would say such words. Didn't she see that other people's face changed?