Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered.

Violet's sharp eyes swept across their faces one by one, "Who first discovered that the clothes were damaged?"

"It's us together." In the crowd, three young girls raised their hands.

Violet walked over, "Then tell me, what time was it in the morning when you came?"

"We can't remember the exact time, but it should be around six o'clock."

"Then when you came in, the clothes were already broken?"

"Yes." The three girls nodded.

Violet lowered her eyelids. After a few seconds of contemplation, she walked past these clothing assistants and to the door to check the lock.

When she saw the door lock was not ruined, her face was as cold as ice.

The clothes were broken before six o'clock in the morning. It could be seen that the criminal came in at midnight last night and had not broken the door lock. Obviously, the staff of the fashion hall participated in this matter.

Thinking about this, Violet looked at these clothing assistants and said solemnly, "All of you stay here. Without my permission, you are not allowed to step out of the dressing room, or don't blame me for being rude!"

After speaking, she strode out of the dressing room. While calling the police, she walked to the monitoring room, ready to check the monitoring.

Although she knew that she might not find any clues, she still wanted to give it a try.

Sure enough, just like Violet guessed, there was nothing suspicious about the monitoring.

She watched it twice at three times the speed. From the time she left the fashion hall yesterday to 6 o'clock in the morning, during this period, neither surveillance of the dressing room nor the surveillance of the corridors leading to the dressing room were photographed that someone had entered the dressing room.

This was impossible! No one had been in the dressing room, but the clothes had been scratched. It didn't make sense.

Violet always felt something wrong, but couldn't tell. In desperation, she had to ask the security guard to send a copy of the surveillance to her mobile phone, and then slowly study it later.

The top priority now was the clothes!

Back in the dressing room, there were many more people in the dressing room. They were the models who were about to run the show.

Looking at the damaged clothes, the models complained.

hands to calm them down, when

Phoebe!

against the door frame. Violet frowned slightly, "Why

clothes on the catwalk were torn, of course I came to see your joke." Phoebe

lips,

deal with it. Tsk-tsk, look at those clothes. Being cut like this, it is

so excited and crazy, Violet narrowed her eyes, "It's you,

"What?" Phoebe was startled.

her with a certain tone,

eyes, which was fleeting. She laughed, "Why do you

are several doubts that point to you." Violet stared at Phoebe

at her

all, you are not a participant in ‘Born of Fire’, but you can know the news that the clothes were damaged so soon. This shows that this matter

if she heard the big joke, Phoebe laughed loudly, "It's not bad. It's

pity?"

it's all wrong, Violet, you're screwed up. I'm waiting for you to be

she stepped on high heels and walked

eyebrows and muttered, "Am I screwed up?

went out, "Hey, Jessie, can you

but what

you come. Hurry up! I'll

"Okay!" Jessie nodded.

strong and sturdy staff members and went to wait

twenty minutes,

boxes in the truck one by one, while she stood by, counted and directed, "Be careful. Don't get them knocked. After I finish the count, move

"Okay!" Jessie answered.

Violet. The rear window of the car rolled down, revealing Stanley's

at Violet, who was bending over and walking around the boxes, frowned, "What are

up straight and looked over

"What are

clothes." Violet closed the notebook in

raised his eyebrows,

won't tell you anymore. The big show is about to begin. I have to hurry up

to lift the