One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 505

Violet heard the man was unhappy, covered her lips and laughed, "Well, I am just kidding, go and rest, you are over thirty, if you don't take care of your body again, in case you really collapse one day, what should me and the two children do? Maybe I will really take the two children and remarry."

"Don't you dare!" Stanley's volume rose.

Violet laughed out loud, "Let’s see."

Stanley's thin lips pursed into a straight line, "You don't have that chance, you can only be mine."

"Fine, fine, then go get some rest, I should go out for the competition too, and I have to pick up Steven afterwards." Violet said looking at the time.

Stanley nodded, "Okay."

The call ended and he put the phone down, looking at some papers in front of him, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally pushed them aside and stood up.

Violet's remark about the fact that he was being over thirty made him feel a tinge of hurt.

On top of that, there was her line about dying suddenly and taking her two children and remarrying after his death, and having them call another man their father, which pissed him off even more.

Well, take a break, he was not going to give her a chance to remarry.

Stanley rubbed his brow and headed for his room.

Abroad, Violet put down her phone and smiled, "Silly Man."

She could probably imagine how Stanley on the other end of the phone looked at the moment, and must have dutifully gone to get some sleep.

He was a noble and arrogant man, but in fact, after getting to know him, she found that he was quite childish.

She thought that was probably his true character, except that having grown up with an elite education, he habitually hid his true character under a cold exterior and would only reveal a bit of it to those closest to him.

And she was the one closest to him.

After breakfast, Violet left the two children to the maid and set off with Linda for the competition.

As more rounds were played and more players were eliminated, the rules of the competition began to change.

Like in this competition, instead of eliminating the last two in each group individually anymore, an entire group was eliminated.

So this time, it was a group competition with tricky rules, the organizer arranged several models with distorted body shapes and assigned them to several teams, so that several teams could design clothes for their group models, covering up the flaws of these models' figures and showing all their strengths.

In other words, for this competition, Linda and the rest of the models were retiring from the show for now.

Linda came to Violet, "Violet, this competition is too hard."

Violet nodded, "Indeed, there is no prescribed theme for this competition, allowing the designers, according to the models assigned, to play individually, so the clothes designed will be in a variety of styles, unable to be uniform, and when the time comes, some designers' works will be deducted points if they don't fit that model, and then pull down the group's score."

After all, fashion designers aesthetically have high standard and they had their pride in designing clothes and never considered whether those with deformed bodies could wear the clothes or not, and they didn't even want to see their clothes being worn by those people.

Because it would ruin the clothes, and on top of that, outsiders would laugh at their clothes on someone like that, it would simply bring them down.

So the vast majority of designers in the world had never designed clothes for people with deformities and many of them were now frowning when such competition rules appear.

Even Violet herself had never designed for these people, including her teacher, Merced.