Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 188 Pretending to Faint

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..."

can she still doesn't even have a masterpiece until now?" Stanley sneered. Then he said coldly, "Go and check what

immediately went out to

his chair, crossed his arms on his chest, and continued to stare at

competition site, the voting time was up. The four contestants selected by Mr. Moore

happy that the four can advance. First of all,

of Design Association

up and bowed to everyone with a smile. Only Phoebe was unable to get up because of a leg injury and bowed in

trace of panic suddenly

did she have to explain the

the end

she didn't show it on her face. She forced herself to calm

hid, Violet, who had been quietly paying attention to her, still saw

Phoebe was worried

of the design which didn’t belong to

Phoebe would end up in a

her back, took all her attention from Phoebe, and listened carefully to the designer on the stage to tell their

on the stage was fourth. Mr. Moore

the third were all finished, and

is actually very simple. As we all know, the costumes of ethnic minorities have one thing in common. That is embroidery. Besides technology,

on the stage, Phoebe's jealous eyes were red, and

the design was her own, she would definitely not

the gap between her and Violet. How good Violet was, then it would set

on stage for nearly ten minutes,

took the lead in applauding her, because she spoke

Mr. Moore looked at Violet, his

you, Mr. Moore.

Your talent and design ability deserve such praises. There are not many designers in our country who are on the international stage. Now

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