One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

"Yes, although the Moore family is a clothing company, it also sells cloth. Because of Mr. Moore, the cloth our company needs are all provided by the Moore family." The colleague explained. Violet nodded suddenly, "So that's it. I got it. Thank you."

"You're welcome." The colleague waved his hand.

After he left, Violet put the business card in her bag, and then went to Phoebe with the bag to apply for a business trip.

She thought that Phoebe would make things difficult for her, but unexpectedly, Phoebe directly approved her to go out.

Phoebe was so nice suddenly, which made Violet feel strange.

But Violet didn't think too much. After looking at Phoebe suspiciously, she took the proof of a business trip and went to the cloth factory of the Moore family.

Because of the fiber dust, the cloth factories were all built in areas with few people in the suburbs.

When Violet arrived there, it was already noon.

She got out of the car, looked at the surroundings, and walked towards the guard room, "Hello, I am a designer from the Murphy Group. I came here to pick up the goods. Where is your supervisor?" "The supervisor is supervising the assembly line." The guard took her work permit, verified her identity, and opened the gate.

Violet thanked him and then walked in with taking back her work permit.

Afterwards, the guard took her to the supervisor.

When the supervisor heard Violet's intentions, he showed an embarrassed expression on his face, "Miss Hunt, I'm really sorry, but the cloth you want is sold out."

"What?" Violet was taken aback, then frowned, "Sold out?"

"Yes." The supervisor nodded with a smile.

Violet couldn't laugh. She pursed her red lips. "Sir, I remember my colleagues came here to pick up the goods yesterday, but because of the type, they didn't take them away. The goods should still be here. How could you say it's sold out?"

"Of course they were taken away by other companies. Other companies also need the cloth." The supervisor replied.

Violet looked at him incredulously, "Who?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you. The details of clients are confidential."

Hearing that, Violet was speechless, "Sir, you are way out of line. It is the cloth of the Murphy Group. How can you give them to others? Who gives you the power?"

"Me!" An arrogant female voice suddenly sounded outside the factory gate.

Violet squinted. Then she saw a familiar figure who was walking over in high heels, "It's you?"

Suzy walked to the supervisor and stopped, "You go down first. I'll talk to her."

"Yes." The supervisor nodded, turned and left.

Only then did Suzy turn her eyes to Violet. Relying on the high heels, she was a little higher than Violet, then she deliberately lifted her chin and looked at Violet condescendingly, "It's me! Surprise, right?" Violet rolled her eyes at Suzy, "I really didn't expect it. But why did you do this? Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"What are the consequences?" Suzy curled her lips with a disapproving expression on her face, "I only know that you can't finish your work if you don't have the cloth."

Hearing this, Violet instantly understood something. Her eyes were cold, "So you gave the cloth to other companies just to target me?"

"Yep!" Suzy smiled triumphantly, "You had Mr. Murphy's help at the last banquet. I see who else will help you this time. Dare to steal my necklace? I will kill you!"

"Didn't you make it clear last time? I didn't steal your necklace." Violet was speechless.

"Do you think I believe it? You didn't steal my necklace? How could my necklace be in your bag?" Suzy pointed to Violet's bag, firmly believing that it was Violet who stole it. Violet rubbed her eyebrows and felt tired. "Fine, don't talk about it first. Let's talk about the cloth first. How did you know that I would be here? Who told you?"

"It's none of your business?" Suzy refused to answer.

Violet was not annoyed, but just stared at Suzy closely, "Is it Phoebe, right?"

Suzy's face changed.

Violet clenched her fists tightly, "Sure enough..."

Knowing that she came here, except for her colleague in the purchasing department, it was Phoebe.

No wonder Phoebe didn't make things difficult for her in the application for a business trip.

"It seems that it was Phoebe who let Miss Moore give the cloth to other companies." Violet said coldly with a sullen face.

Suzy opened her mouth in surprise. Then she subconsciously replied, "How do you know?"

Violet looked at her with complicated eyes. It was really a stupid, mean and brainless girl

Who couldn't figure out such an obvious question?

"Don't worry about how I know it. Miss Moore, about this matter, you'd better think about what punishment you will receive. I don't want to talk to you anymore. It is pure waste of time." With that, Violet took out her mobile phone and was about to call Mr. Moore.

Seeing it, Suzy remembered that Violet had known her grandfather. Suzy felt a little scared. Then she immediately snatched Violet's mobile phone and threw it to the ground.

With a thud, the phone fell apart.

Looking at the broken mobile phone on the ground, Violet was very angry, "You..."

"No way. I won't let you tell my Grandpa!" Suzy clapped her hands.

Violet took a deep breath and suppressed the anger, "Miss More, do you think everything will be fine if you throw my phone away? If I can't finish my work, they will know it is you sooner or later. The cloth is the Murphy Group wants. Even if you are the eldest lady of the More family, with Mr. Moore as your backer, you still can't avoid punishment."

This was Phoebe's true purpose. It not only caused Violet's trouble, but also suppressed Suzy, a potential rival in love, which was really a nice trick.

The most ridiculous thing was that Suzy, an idiot who was taken advantage of by Phoebe, jumped into the trap with joy.

After listening to Violet's obvious reminder, no matter how stupid Suzy was, she knew that she had indeed done a stupid thing at this moment.

She actually dared to fight against the Murphy Group!

Thinking of this, Suzy was a little scared. How bold she was when she did it, how scared she was now.

"Joshua!" She yelled anxiously, clenching her fists.

The supervisor who had just left hurried back, "Miss Moore."

"Quickly, get back the cloth she wants!" Suzy pointed at Violet and ordered loudly.

"Huh? Get it back?" The supervisor thought he had misheard.

Suzy nodded, "Hurry up!"

"But the cloth has been sent out for so long. Those companies must have been using them. How can we get it back?" The supervisor looked embarrassed.

Suzy stomped arrogantly, "I don't care! You must get it back, or I will lower your position and deduct your salary."

"This..." The supervisor wanted to cry, but he still went to do what Suzy ordered.

Suzy breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Violet, "Hey, I have sent someone to get the cloth back. Anyway, you can't tell anyone about this matter, especially Mr. Murphy. Got it?"

Violet ignored her, but picked up the broken phone on the ground.

There were many photos taken before in this phone.

It was broken now, and she didn't know if she could get the photos back.

Seeing that Violet didn't answer, Suzy didn't care. She tucked her newly dyed hair, and said imposingly, "If you don't speak, I'll just acquiesce that you have agreed. If I know that you tell others about this matter, I'll kick your ass!"

After saying this threatening sentence, Suzy carried her famous brand bag and walked away.

Looking at the direction Suzy was leaving, Violet pursed her red lips tightly.

Originally, she was still caring about Mr. Moore, so she wanted to give Suzy a chance.

But Suzy was so arrogant and domineering. If this matter was over just like this, Violet was afraid that Suzy would cause more troubles for her more.