Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

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..."

have a masterpiece until now?" Stanley sneered. Then he said coldly, "Go and check what designers' works she has copied since

and immediately went out to

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

by Mr. Moore had already been ranked. Phoebe ranked

and said with a microphone, "The top four have been selected. I am very happy that the four can advance. First of all, let us give the four designers a round of applause. Then invite the four to come up and explain

members of Design Association and the media

to everyone with a smile. Only Phoebe was unable to get up because of a leg

moment when she lowered her head, a trace of panic suddenly appeared on her face. She scolded Mr.

did she have

the

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

had been quietly paying attention to her, still saw the problem on her face, because her smile was

what Phoebe

the idea of

Phoebe would end

Violet straightened her back, took all her attention from Phoebe, and

fourth. Mr. Moore

and the third were all

to the stage, took the small baton handed over by the third designer, smiled at the audience, and began to explain, "My design concept is actually very simple. As

at Violet who was so confident on the stage, Phoebe's jealous eyes were

thinking that if the person on the stage was herself, even if the design was her own, she would definitely not be able to say so carefully about the design

Violet was, then it would

on stage for nearly ten minutes,

took the lead in applauding her, because she spoke very wonderfully. Even some of the

at Violet, his eyes full

embarrassedly, "Thank you, Mr. Moore. I’m

in our country who are on the international stage.