Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 188

The design drawing was signed by Phoebe. The dress on the drawing was short at the front and long at the back, and there was a large hem and cloak. On the hem and the cloak, there were large phoenix embroidery patterns, which looked luxurious and grand. It could be seen that this was an evening dress. Besides, it was worn at the sacrifice.

Violet really didn't know where Phoebe got this design.

Violet looked over at Phoebe.

As if sensing her gaze, Phoebe turned her head, smiled triumphantly, and gave her a thumbs up.

Violet was slightly startled.

What was the meaning?

Was Phoebe giving her a thumbs up?

Just when she was thinking about it, Phoebe's hand moved again, and her thumb was slowly downward, making a despising movement.

So humiliated! Violet's face sank. Stanley, who was watching the live broadcast, looked even more gloomy.

Fraser also said, "Phoebe is not afraid to be scolded by viewers when she makes such a move in front of the camera."

"What is she afraid of? Haven't you seen her votes?" Stanley squinted at the voting data at the bottom of the live broadcast room.

Phoebe's number of votes was so good. She steadily occupied the first place, which was thousands more than Violet's. So Violet was firmly placed in second place.

Moreover, Phoebe's votes were still growing at an extremely fast rate, which showed how popular her design was.

"I see. Everyone likes to see genius. Phoebe’s design is better than designer Violet’s. So even if she is so arrogant, viewers won’t say anything. They just think she has a personality. After all, genius always have some privileges." Fraser said, pushing his glasses.

Stanley propped his chin, "Do you really think this design is Phoebe's own?"

Fraser was taken aback, "Mr. Murphy, what do you mean..."

"Phoebe can't design such top clothes. If she has this talent, she will have been famous internationally. How can she still doesn't even have a masterpiece until now?" Stanley sneered. Then he said coldly, "Go and check what designers' works she has copied since she participated in the competition."

"Yes!" Fraser nodded and immediately went out to check.

Stanley leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms on his chest, and continued to stare at the live broadcast room.

At the competition site, the voting time was up. The four contestants selected by Mr. Moore had already been ranked. Phoebe ranked the first and Violet was the second.

Mr. Moore smiled and said with a microphone, "The top four have been selected. I am very happy that the four can advance. First of all, let us give the four designers a round of applause. Then invite the four to come up and explain your design ideas."

After that, the judges, audience, members of Design Association and the media in the conference room applauded.

Violet and the other two designers stood up and bowed to everyone with a smile. Only Phoebe was unable to get up because of a leg injury and bowed in a wheelchair.

At the moment when she lowered her head, a trace of panic suddenly appeared on her face. She scolded Mr. Moore inwardly.

Damn it! Why did she have to explain the design ideas?

Just directly declare the end of this round!

"Fuck!" Phoebe gritted her teeth angrily, but she didn't show it on her face. She forced herself to calm down.

However, no matter how well she hid, Violet, who had been quietly paying attention to her, still saw the problem on her face, because her smile was too reluctant.

Violet knew what Phoebe was worried about.

How could Phoebe tell the idea of the design which didn’t belong to her?