One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 568

After deliberating, the two discussed some more design plans for the rest of the day, and then they were ready to say goodbye and leave the competition avenue.

Today's competitions don't have to be done at the competition avenue, as they were before, for two weeks, and designers can do it entirely at home, in other public places.

They just need to turn in work on time.

The other designers had the same intention, and after handing in their applications, they also got up and said goodbye.

Violet and Aimee walked side by side down the hallway towards the lounge.

After walking a few steps, she was suddenly called to a halt.

It was Tina.

"What can I do for you?" Violet looked at her with a smile.

She had good impression for Tina, not only because Tina had just saved her, but most importantly, Tina was usually nice to people, and got along well with almost everyone.

"There's something I need to talk to you about." Tina replied, clutching the design book in her arms.

Violet and Aimee looked at each other, and then asked with a smile, "What is it?"

Tina didn't answer immediately, but looked nervously and mysteriously from side to side, as if she was hiding from someone.

Violet's eyes narrowed for a moment when she saw this.

"This isn't the place to talk, let's go to the side." Tina gestured to the safety stairwell.

Violet nodded her head and agreed.

She had bodyguards around her to protect her anyway, so what was she afraid of?

The three men walked over.

After Tina stopped, she turned around and looked at Violet, "Violet, you must be careful."

"What do you mean?" Aimee cocked her head in confusion.

Violet's brow furrowed tightly, "Do you know something?"

Tina nodded and said with a serious look, "A strange person approached me yesterday and said that I should take you down in the final, so that my chances of winning the title will be high."

"What?" Aimee's eyes widened, "There's actually such a person, who is it, and you agreed?"

Tina gave her a helpless look.

The corner of Violet's mouth twitched, "Aimee, you're silly, if Tina had said yes, she wouldn't have told us this and made a point to warn me to be careful."

"That's right." Tina nodded seriously, "My teacher is famous and my family is also a famous design family, I definitely can't agree to this. Although winning is important, the character of the designer is more important, once a designer steps into using such despicable means to deal with others, this designer is heartless, and he can no longer clean his name."

"You're right." Violet looked at her admiringly.

Tina added, "Originally I thought I was the only one the other side had approached, however this morning, when I was having breakfast with Jonia, Jonia said that someone had asked her to deal with you during the finals, but Jonia didn't agree to that either. She has a similar personality to me and won't do something like that."

"I know, both you and Jonia were born into design families, so if you do these things and are found out, it will implicate the family behind you." Violet nodded her head.

Tina smiled, "You're right, but since Jonia and I were approached, so I'm guessing that all of us designers may have been approached for one purpose, and that is to bring you down. Jonia and I refused, but I don't know if anyone else did, James didn't refuse, and what just happened is a perfect proof of that. "

James was that black designer.

Violet's eyes went cold.

Aimee was even more furious, "He really did it on purpose, Violet, we can't let him go."

"I know, but there's no definite proof that he did it on purpose, so we can’t deal with him." Violet bit her lip and said.

At that moment, Tina's cell phone rang.

She took it out and glanced at it, "It's Jonia calling, she asked me out for a drink tonight. Well, Violet, that's all I've said, take care of yourself."

After saying that, she patted Violet's shoulder and walked away.

Violet clenched her palms, her eyes dark and uncertain.

Who the hell got these designers to turn on her?

Ivan?