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 questions must be related to the

eyes lit up suddenly, "Yes, why didn't

shook her head, saying no

time. There were nearly ten minutes before

conference room in her wheelchair, still holding a mobile phone in her hand. She didn’t

Then she got up and followed

safe stairwell. She pursed her red lips pursed, then she bent

"The competition is about to start. I will confirm

Grandpa?

word, Violet suddenly narrowed her

the person who contacted Phoebe

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

Don't worry, I will help you put Violet firmly in

Phoebe's words, Violet already guessed what Suzy had said

asked Phoebe to suppress her in

Suzy

around and quietly

Phoebe also

confident face,

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

Violet felt

know what qualifications a person, who had no real

design notebook and pencil in order to draw

the competition began. Mr. Moore held a cane, led by Bruce, and came to the stage.

Violet had never heard before. From the tone and meaning of this proverb,

that the theme was the

it, Violet groaned for a while and

looked so anxious when hearing his question, he held the microphones and said with a smile,

Everyone nodded.

Moore to announce the theme and not

was unmoved. He cleared throat slightly, and said, "I admit that this theme is not easy to guess by just guessing, so I have already told you the answer. It is on me. As long as you pay close attention,