Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet gasped and laughed, "I ruined you? Aren't you the one who ruined yourself? Did you tell you to plagiarize? No, so what does this have to do with me, how can you say I ruined you?"

"If you hadn't reported it, I wouldn't even have ......"

"Stop!" Violet made a stop motion, "You can't blame me, even if I didn't report you for plagiarism in the first place, someone else would, in short, you will end up in the same consequence."

"You ......" Phoebe was speechless.

Violet came closer to her, "I don't know exactly how you got the design from Miya, but it doesn't matter, you won't be able to compete again."

"Ahhh!" Phoebe shouted once more, looked at Violet with a fierce expression, stretched out her hand, and fiercely choked Violet's neck.

"So what if you know who I am? So what if you make it impossible for me to ever compete again? Do you think I'll just meekly resign myself to my fate? I'm telling you, no way, I'll kill you before my downfall comes! So go to hell, go to hell!"

Phoebe pinned Violet to the ground, her hands choking Violet to death, a twisted, crazy smile on her face.

Violet didn't expect Phoebe to doggedly jump to kill her, and for a moment she regretted it.

Violet's face was rosy because her neck was being pinched. For her breath could not coming up, her eyes were red, and her tears coming out.

She fought and struggled, kicking and punching at Phoebe.

But Phoebe acted as if she couldn't feel the pain and continued to increase the strength on her hands.

And Phoebe was gradually lacking strength in her body because of the problem of not being able to breathe on, and her struggle began to be less strong.

People around finally reacted and rushed up to pull Phoebe away, and only then was Violet saved.

Violet covered her neck and coughed while gasping for breath.

Phoebe was still glaring at her with a deadly glare, "Let go of me, let go of me, I'll kill her!"

Several male designers held Phoebe under control did not release, but instead held her tighter.

After all, right now, Phoebe was like a wild beast that had gone crazy, and if they let go of her, she would definitely go on to kill Violet.

"Violet, what's going on?" A female designer asked at this point.

Violet and Phoebe had just confronted each other, and they had all watched.

He just couldn't understand what kind of conflict they had with each other, only that Violet had angered Phoebe, and that was why Phoebe had gone up to choke her.

breathing had leveled off by

She swallowed.

inside of

voice was hoarse as she fought back

the designers

were very sensitive

Another designer looked

Violet nodded, "Yes."

All the

meant that Phoebe was not as good

Violet hadn't found out about it and didn't break it up, would it continue to

wouldn't be fair

while, all the designers became disgusted

strength and could not tolerate one that relied on

cheating one got good performance was clearly a threat to them, and they

The designer who had asked the question

Other designers naturally agreed.

of people wind up

now and screamed for them to

one listened to

Soon, the organizer arrived.

group of designers pushed their way in,

the crowd came in, Stanley wasn't surprised, even by

Stanley had already told him all

these designers carrying Phoebe over, he knew what was going

A designer was just about

hand, "I know, don't worry, I'll give everyone an explanation and there will

that, the designers were then

out to prepare for the competition in a few

and Phoebe stayed

unable to leave, and

at Stanley with deep affection,

that she was Phoebe, there was naturally no need for her to hide it anymore, and she directly called

attention to

handprint on her neck made his face instantly

lowered her head, her face pale and

need Violet to

did it?" Stanley walked up