She did not to tell others about her size.
Was it possible that he visually observed it?
Thinking about it this way, Violet's face was more blushed. A subtle emotion arose in her heart. After all, her physical data was known by a man, which was somewhat embarrassing.
But she didn't think about it. Seeing that time was running out, she quickly put down her dress and went to the bathroom to take a shower, preparing to attend the evening party.
When she finished the shower and put on her makeup, it was already dark.
Violet picked up the handbag, went out of the suite on high heels, and walked to Stanley's suite. When she raised her hand to knock on the door, the door was suddenly opened.
Stanley appeared in front of her in a suit that was more formal than usual.
"Mr. Murphy." Violet greeted him.
Stanley looked at Violet who put on exquisite makeup. After a stunning light flashed under his eyes, his eyes darkened, "The clothes match you very well!"
Hearing his praise, Violet was flattered and a little embarrassed. But she smiled uncontrollably, feeling so sweet, "Really?"
"Yeah." Stanley nodded lightly.
When choosing a dress, he picked this one at a glance, and thought it suit her well.
Now he found that his choice was right.
Violet touched her earlobe, "Mr. Murphy, you’re very handsome tonight!"
She didn’t flatter him. He was already very good-looking. After a little dressing up, he was even more handsome and incomparable, and his temperament was all impeccable.
When Calvin grew up, he was almost like this.
Thinking about it, Violet couldn't help showing an expectant smile on her face.
Stanley was still happy because of her words, but when he saw the smile on her face and the look in her eyes, his face suddenly became cold.
Who was she looking at through him?
Ivan?
Feeling that there was something wrong with Stanley, Violet regained her senses and asked, "Mr. Murphy, what's the matter with you?"
"I'm fine." Stanley walked past her coldly to the elevator.
Violet looked at Stanley’s back and tilted her head with a confused look.
Why was he angry?
She didn't seem to mess with him, right?
Violet couldn’t understand. She sighed helplessly, and trotted to catch up with him.
The party was held in the fashion hall. Not only the famous fashion commenters, but also many designers came.
Some designers had brought their own design works and were showing them at the party.
Violet looked at the design drawings enviously, and couldn't help muttering, "If I knew it early, I would bring some works here too."
When Stanley heard this, he looked at her sideways, "The big show of ‘Born of Fire’ is the stage where you become famous. This place is too small and there is no need."
"Mr. Murphy, are you so confident in me?" Violet raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"I have confidence in your design." Stanley took two glasses of red wine from the waiter's tray, and handed one of them to her, "Let's go. Invite the commenters."
"Yeah." Violet nodded, held her arm, and walked with him among the commenters.
After walking around, they invited more than a dozen commenters who were well-known internationally.
This number had far exceeded the number of commenters required for general big shows.
Therefore, in the following time, they did not continue to invite, but prepared to go to the rest area to rest with their wine glasses.
But at this moment, the ground shook violently.
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