Violet was impressed with her because she was a capable designer and good at using elements of her own country's clothing, and in time, she could definitely become the first world class designer over in South Africa.
Yet such a talented young designer can't resist the darkness within and did such underhanded acts.
Violet shook her head and sighed with some regret.
Aimee asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm just sorry that in the future, there will be one less new star in the clothing design world." Violet said as she looked at Julian.
Even though Julian has talent and strength, she chooses to make these dirty moves.
That would doom her to this life.
Aimee bristled, "Nothing to regret, that's the path she chose for herself, and since she chose it, she has to suffer the consequences of that."
"You are right." Violet nodded with a smile her head.
Aimee asked again, "By the way, Violet, what are going to do with her?"
Violet was just about to speak, but the host's voice rang out, "Alright, since everyone's designs have been handed in, let's disband, I look forward to seeing everyone's finished products in a week's time."
With that, the host went out.
The designers in the room stood up and prepared to leave as well.
Julian, in particular, got up the quickest, and almost the moment she stood up, she ran towards the door, trying to get away from the place quickly.
Just now, Violet and Aimee were looking at her several times, and their eyes were still very cold, so she understood that they already knew that she had poured the water.
So she absolutely cannot stay here or who knows what will happen.
Julian was the first to run for the door to the conference room.
Aimee stomped her foot, "Violet, she's trying to run!"
Violet narrowed her eyes, "Don't worry, she can't get away."
Julian wasn't like Ivan or Ivy who had the power to hide until they couldn't be found.
She was sure it wouldn't be long before Julian was caught once she ran out the door of the competition avenue.
Aimee looked at Violet's calm look, she became relaxed, "Okay, then let her run, it's quite fun though."
Violet smiled and didn't answer.
Then the two saw Julian, who had originally run out, suddenly step back from the doorway with a face full of panic, and more than that, the designers who had originally followed Julian to go out, also followed and backed up.
"What's going on?" Aimee straightened her back, her entire face full of confusion.
Violet shook her head, stating that she didn't know what was wrong.
Soon, though, it became clear to the two men what was going on.
It turned out that Julian had run out of the conference room door and was happy that she could finally leave until she saw several tall bodyguards with imposing, icy expressions walking towards her.
And there was an oriental man at the front of those bodyguards, the man's aura was strong, and the sense of oppression that pervaded around him was so strong that it almost took her breath away.
The man she knew was Violet's husband.
At that moment, Julian understood, Violet had sued, so Violet's husband brought people over.
And as a result, Julian knew she couldn't run away and could only retreat back into the conference room with one fearful step.
"Violet, it's Mr. Murphy." Aimee looked at Ivan and a few bodyguards who walked in and excitedly held Violet's hand, "It must be that Mr. Murphy found out that it was Julian, so he brought someone here specially."
Violet's hand hurt from her grip, but looking at her so happy, she did not mind that.
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