Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 187

Violet looked down at the key in her palm, hesitated for a few seconds, and squeezed it tightly, "I see. Thank you, Mr. Murphy. I can accept the car, but I will return it to you the money which is exceeded my car’s, goodbye!"

When she finished speaking, before Stanley could answer, Violet pressed down the Mercedes-Benz car key, opened the door, carried the two children into the car, and drove away.

Fraser came to Stanley's side and watched the red car leave, "Mr. Murphy, Violet is still alienating you. She even wanted to pay you money. Didn't you confess to her your feelings last night?"

Stanley pursed his thin lips, "Not in hurry. It's not too late to wait until she gets used to my existence. Let's go to the company."

"Yes." Fraser nodded in response.

After Violet drove Arya to the kindergarten, she took Calvin to the hospital and let Jessie take care of him. She herself went to Design Association to participate in today's competition.

As soon as she entered the conference room, Violet felt the tension in the atmosphere.

Except for Phoebe, the six designers were all on pins and needles, with undisguised concerns on their faces.

"What's the matter?" Violet walked over and asked a designer casually.

The designer looked at her, "Don't you know?"

"Know what?" Violet blinked suspiciously.

The designer leaned to her ear, lowered her voice and replied, "We just heard that it is Mr. Moore who set the theme."

"And then?" Violet turned to look at the designer.

She didn't understand why they were so anxious.

"And then? Of course we’re so afraid. Who doesn't know that Mr. Moore always sets tricky theme!" The designer lay on the table painfully, "He never directly announces the theme, but says a famous saying, letting us guess the theme from the famous saying. It’s hard."

"It's a bit." Violet nodded in favor.

She had heard from her teacher before that Mr. Moore did have such a habit of setting a theme.

That was because Mr. Moore learned history before entering the design circle.

"By the way, don't you worry that you can't guess it?" Seeing Violet's calm face, the designer couldn't help being curious.

Violet smiled, "What's the use of worrying about it? Just take its nature. Besides, Mr. Moore is best at designing the national style. The questions must be related to the national style. You only need to understand from the scope of the national style. You can guess what the theme is."

Hearing this, the designer's eyes lit up suddenly, "Yes, why didn't I expect it? Thank you so much, Violet."

Violet shook her head, saying no thanks.

Then, she raised her wrist to check the time. There were nearly ten minutes before the competition started.

At this moment, Phoebe, who was not far away, suddenly walked out of the conference room in her wheelchair, still holding a mobile phone in her hand. She didn’t dare to look at others. Obviously, she was going to do some dirty things.

Seeing it, Violet’s eyes flickered. Then she got up and followed out.

After going out, she saw Phoebe go to the safe stairwell. She pursed her red lips pursed, then she bent down and took off the high heels on her feet, and followed Phoebe.

After arriving the door of the safe staircase, Violet heard Phoebe's voice coming from inside, "The competition is about to start. I will confirm with you again. It’s really that theme from your Grandpa's famous saying?"

Grandpa?

Hearing the word, Violet suddenly narrowed her eyes.

Unexpectedly, the person who contacted Phoebe was actually Suzy!

It seemed that Phoebe had previously inquired about the person who set the theme was Mr. Moore this time, and then contacted Suzy and asked Suzy to help her inquire about the theme!

"Okay, I know. Don't worry, I will help you put Violet firmly in second place." Phoebe's voice sounded again.

Hearing her own name, and based on Phoebe's words, Violet already guessed what Suzy had said to Phoebe.

Suzy asked Phoebe to suppress her in the competition.

It seemed that Suzy really hated her guts!