It was actually a psychiatric certificate!
"Stanley, you're going to put me in a mental hospital again?" Phoebe looked at Stanley in disbelief, her body trembling violently, her eyes showing fear, even her mind couldn't help but recall the memories of her previous time in the mental hospital.
The time she spent in the mental hospital was arguably the darkest experience of her life.
Every day a whole bunch of doctors and nurses come by to treat her and put her on medication when she was clearly not sick or mentally ill.
But those doctors and nurses, however, had to say that she was sick, and even many times, she began to wonder if she was really sick.
So she definitely could not go back to a place like that or she would really go crazy.
"I'm just trying to send you back to where you belong." Stanley stood up and stated in a cold voice.
However, in Phoebe's ears, it was incomparably horrible, her tears and snot on her face, "What do you mean that's where I should go back to, I'm not mentally ill, Stanley, I'm not mentally ill!"
"You are." Stanley lowered his head and looked at her condescendingly, his eyes without a trace of warmth, "You were the one who faked insanity to escape jail in the first place, since you chose this path yourself, you should finish it."
"No, don't ......" Phoebe climbed up and tried to grab Stanley's pant.
Violet saw it and pulled Stanley directly to her side, "Dirty!"
Stanley looked at her defending him and his thin lips curled up, "Well, it's really quite dirty."
Phoebe raged as she listened to the two men called her dirty.
She pointed at Violet, her eyes were scarlet as if she wanted to eat someone, "It's all because of you, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation at all, I wouldn't have been reported for plagiarism, Stanley wouldn't have cancelled his engagement with me, and I wouldn't have had a face-lift to end up in this situation today!"
"You're framing me up." Violet snorted, "Even without me, someone else would have reported you for plagiarism. Besides, when did you have an engagement with Stanley? Wasn't it always me who had an engagement with Stanley? It was you who snatched him, and Stanley just found out about it and corrected it in time."
"No!" Phoebe shook her head violently, unwilling to accept this statement.
Seeing that, Violet didn't bother to say more.
After all, Phoebe was bent on believing that she was the victim, that she had been victimized for ending up in this situation, and that she was not at all at fault.
So she didn't want to bother with people like that.
"Honey, have someone bring her away." Violet looked to Stanley.
Stanley nodded his head.
The manager saw it and called in two bodyguards.
Seeing the two tall bodyguards, Phoebe directly couldn't escape, she could only shout in panic, "Stanley, Violet, you can’t send me to the mental hospital, I am not sick, the identification certificate you are holding is fake, it's a fake!"
"Fake?" Stanley raised eyebrows, "This is the identification certificate issued by one of the most authoritative mental hospitals in this state, and it's true."
"So what if it's true, I haven't had a mental appraisal, and that appraisal is not of me, and you have no right to send me there." Phoebe struggled, trying to break free from the two bodyguards' grip.
But the two bodyguards exerted so much force that she couldn't even break free, instead she was tired and sweating profusely.
"It's true that you haven't done an appraisal, but so what, I found a woman with mental illness to do an appraisal and made her name yours, and this identification result will naturally be yours, take her away." Stanley ordered in a deep voice.
The two bodyguards took Phoebe away.
Walking a long way away, Phoebe's vicious curses could still reach the organizer.
Violet listened to those curses from Phoebe against herself, her face darkened, "On what grounds."
"What's wrong?" Stanley looked at her.
Violet grunted, "It was clearly you who ordered her to be taken away and you who got the identification certificate, it has nothing to do with me, so why did she only scold me and not you?"
Speaking of which, she thought of Ivy.
Ivy and Phoebe were both in the same category, they both loved Stanley and hoped that Stanley would give the same love to them.
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