Chapter 16 Birthday Party​

After taking a glance at Violet, Phoebe left the party early without telling anyone.

Mr. Moore brought Violet and Stanley to his rest room.

“Mr. Moore, this is a gift from my teacher. Happy birthday to you.” Violet handed over the gift to him.

It was a birthday party.

But only a few people knew it was a birthday party, Violet was one of them who knew the truth.

“Ok, thank you.” Mr. Moore took it over and opened it in front of Violet.

It was a purple clay teapot. It did not worth much, but it was made by Merced personally.

Looking at his friend’s signature above, Mr. Moore gave a smile and accepted with satisfaction.

“Stanley, as for what you told me before, I may not be able help you, I am old now.” He put down the gift and looked to Stanley who was sitting beside.

They were talking, but were interrupted by the noise outside.

Stanley was the biggest donor tonight, but he did not want to participate in the project of the Moore family, but to have Mr. Moore come out as the chief designer of the latest project, the “Born of Fire” clothes of his Group.

Stanley was extremely picky at work, and he only had two candidates in this field, Mr. Moore at home and Merced abroad.

But now only Mr. Moore was near.

In the face of Mr. Moore’s refusal, Stanley fell into silence.

“Well, what do you think of this girl? She is young and she has many ideas.” Suddenly Mr. Moore looked towards Violet.

Violet was puzzled.

Stanley looked to Violet brimming with inquiry in eyes.

He had met her twice, but he would not entrust the project to anyone casually.

Stanley had his scruple.

“Well, let her work for you for a month so that you can examine her. If she is not competent, ask her teacher to work for you.” Mr. Moore said with a smile, but he trusted Violet’s ability.

But Violet heard that she and her teacher had been betrayed.

Mr. Moore was so confident, saying that this woman was extraordinary.

Stanley got interest.

“Ok.” He readily agreed.

“……” Violet stood in situ. Shouldn’t they get her consent first?

“Get to work on time tomorrow.” Stanley stood up and gave Violet a gilded name card.

Violet took it, and before she could say a word, Stanley had turned and walked away.

“Mr. Moore?”

Violet looked at Mr. Moore with confusion.

“It is your teacher’s advice. You should have some experience.”Mr. Moore replied with a smile.

Violet was enlightened and solemnly put away the card, “I know, thank you for your arrangement, Mr. Moore.”

With the help of her teacher, she did have some achievement abroad.

But at home, without the name of Mina, not exposing that she was Merced’s student, she was a newbie without background. If she wanted to make achievement, she needed a chance to become famous.

Now her teacher asked Mr. Moore to give her such a chance, she must not let them down.

“Good, get ready. And your future depends on you.” Mr. Moore nodded his head in relief.

Violet bowed deeply to him before she left.

It was midnight when she got back to her apartment.

Violet gently pushed open the door of the bedroom. Looking at the kids sleeping in the bed, she gave a warm smile.

“They are sleeping so soundly.” Jessie stood beside Violet, watching the kids together with her.

Violet closed the door, “Thank you, Jessie.”

“You are welcome, I am their godmother, I should take care of them. Why do you come back so late?” Jessie was curious.

Violet yawned as she walked toward the sofa in the living room. “Don’t mention it,” she replied, “I got into trouble in the party, which delayed seeing Mr. Moore.”

“Trouble?” Hearing that, Jessie was nervous. Follow behind her, she asked with worry, “What trouble? Is it serious?”

“No, it’s settled, and there’s good news.” Violet sat down on the sofa and took out Stanley’s business card from her bag.

Jessie took it over and exclaimed, “Violet, how did you get the name card of Mr. Murphy?”