Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet looked down at the key in her palm, hesitated for a few seconds, and squeezed it tightly, "I see. Thank you, Mr. Murphy. I can accept the car, but I will return it to you the money which is exceeded my car’s, goodbye!"

When she finished speaking, before Stanley could answer, Violet pressed down the Mercedes-Benz car key, opened the door, carried the two children into the car, and drove away.

Fraser came to Stanley's side and watched the red car leave, "Mr. Murphy, Violet is still alienating you. She even wanted to pay you money. Didn't you confess to her your feelings last night?"

Stanley pursed his thin lips, "Not in hurry. It's not too late to wait until she gets used to my existence. Let's go to the company."

"Yes." Fraser nodded in response.

After Violet drove Arya to the kindergarten, she took Calvin to the hospital and let Jessie take care of him. She herself went to Design Association to participate in today's competition.

As soon as she entered the conference room, Violet felt the tension in the atmosphere.

Except for Phoebe, the six designers were all on pins and needles, with undisguised concerns on their faces.

"What's the matter?" Violet walked over and asked a designer casually.

The designer looked at her, "Don't you know?"

"Know what?" Violet blinked suspiciously.

The designer leaned to her ear, lowered her voice and replied, "We just heard that it is Mr. Moore who set the theme."

"And then?" Violet turned to look at the designer.

She didn't understand why they were so anxious.

"And then? Of course we’re so afraid. Who doesn't know that Mr. Moore always sets tricky theme!" The designer lay on the table painfully, "He never directly announces the theme, but says a famous saying, letting us guess the theme from the famous saying. It’s hard."

"It's a bit." Violet nodded in favor.

She had heard from her teacher before that Mr. Moore did have such a habit of setting a theme.

That was because Mr. Moore learned history before entering the design circle.

you can't guess it?" Seeing Violet's calm face, the designer couldn't

of worrying about it? Just take its nature. Besides, Mr. Moore is best at designing the national style. The questions must be related to the national style. You only

suddenly, "Yes, why didn't

her head, saying no

check the time. There were nearly ten minutes before the competition

holding a mobile phone in her hand. She didn’t

eyes flickered. Then she

the safe stairwell. She pursed her red lips pursed, then she bent down and took off the high heels on her feet,

arriving the door of the safe staircase, Violet heard Phoebe's voice coming from inside, "The competition is about to start. I will confirm with you again. It’s really that theme from your Grandpa's

Grandpa?

word, Violet

the person who contacted Phoebe was actually

who set the theme was Mr. Moore this time, and then contacted Suzy and asked

I know. Don't worry, I will help you put Violet

on Phoebe's words, Violet already guessed

suppress her in the

that Suzy really

turned around and

minutes, Phoebe also returned in

confident face,

it, turned to look over, and raised her chin provocatively

Violet felt so

no real ability and won by

and prepared the design notebook and pencil in order to draw the design

by Bruce, and came to the stage. Then he

that Violet had never heard before. From the tone and meaning of this proverb, it seemed to be a

the theme was the costume element of ethnic

a while and looked at Mr. Moore on

a chair, looking at the audience with a smile on his face. Seeing the designers looked so anxious when hearing his question, he held the microphones and said with a smile, "You guys must think that it’s difficult to guess the

Everyone nodded.

who directly ask Mr. Moore to

is not easy to guess by just guessing, so I have