Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"You're right about that." Lancer nodded.

At that moment, the door to the dressing room opened and a staff member came in from outside, "Excuse me, I was sent by designer Violet, her model just fell and is now in the infirmary, so I was asked to come and bring the gown and jewelry to the infirmary and do her model's makeup, may I ask where Miss Violet's gown and jewelry are?"

Hearing that, Anna and Lancer looked at each other.

"I can't believe they're not late!" Lancer said, biting her lip in dismay.

Anna sneered, "So what, don't forget, even if they're not late, they're going to be eliminated as soon as their models make a fool of themselves on the runway and their scores become bottom of the pile."

"That's right." Lancer smiled at once, and then pointed to the chair in front of him, "Here they are."

"Okay, excuse me." The staff member smiled and stepped forward, carrying the bags away.

Tina suddenly called out to him, "Wait a minute."

The staff stopped in his tracks.

Tina walked over and lowered her voice, "Tell Violet there might be a problem with the gown."

The staff member smiled, a glint in his eyes, and then nodded with a smile, "I know, I'll take my leave then."

"Okay." Tina nodded and moved out of the way.

She turned around, heading back to her spot, Anna suddenly grabbed her arm, "What did you just say to that man?"

Tina looked sideways at Anna's hand and pulled her arm out with an expressionless face, "Nothing."

"You......" Anna was about to say something else but Lancer pulled her away, "Come on, don't ask, asking too many questions will only expose you."

"Do you think she doesn't suspect us?" Anna laughed disdainfully.

Lancer froze for a moment, "You said she just ......"

"I noticed this woman looking towards us several times when we were just doing it, so I suspect that she must know what we've done." Anna narrowed her eyes. Lancer got worried, "What should we do then?"

"There's only one way, and that's to clean her up, but not now, not until after the runway show." Anna said with a sinister look on her face.

Lancer nodded, "That's all there is to it."

She looked to Tina, a flash of apology in her eyes.

She never intended to make a move on Tina, mostly because Tina was that much weaker than her.

Violet was different, Violet was no worse than her, and younger, and most importantly, Violet's husband's identity was very uncomplicated, he was able to influence the competition organizer.

In case Violet let her husband give her green night to win the competition, then they wouldn't be able to win at all.

Therefore, she chose to deal with Violet, besides having the reason of Violet's own strength, it was because of Violet's background.

In order to stop Violet from using the power of capital to win the title, she could only take care of Violet first, and she believes that the biggest reason why other people with different intentions are targeting Violet is because of this.

Next door, the staff handed the bag to Violet.

Violet took it and was just about to say thank you.

The staff then told her what Tina had said.

Violet smiled at that, "Thank you, I know."

"You're welcome, Ma'am." The staff member bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Violet closed the door.

Aimee took the bag from her hand, "I heard that, Tina is really nice. I just don't know what those two women really did this."

When they watched the surveillance, they couldn't see what Lancer and Anna had done with the gown and jewelry in the bag because there was a person specifically blocking.

"Have a look." Linda, who had already put on her makeup and changed into her dress and jewelry, came over and reached for the bag.

Violet hurriedly stopped her, "Linda, stop."

Linda's hand retracted subconsciously before it reached the bag, "What's wrong?"

Aimee looked at her too.

Violet pursed her red lips and said, "Although Anna and Lancer are coming for me and Aimee, it's you, Linda, who will be wearing the dress and jewelry, in case they put some poisonous insects on this or sprinkle something that's allergic to your skin, in this case, you won't be able to go on the runway if you touch it."

"That's right." Being said by Violet, Aimee enlightened, "Linda, don't touch it, they don't know that the dress and jewelry in this bag are not what you really want to wear, that's why they put their hands on it. I think, their purpose is probably to make you not be able to go on the runway, or have an accident on the runway, in this way, Violet and I won't be able to get high scores, and naturally, we have to be eliminated."

"They're so vicious!" Linda was furious.

Violet rubbed her brow, "Okay, don't be angry yet, Aimee, it's almost time, you take Linda to the backstage and prepare for the show. I'll take this to Stanley and have him find someone to see what's really there."

"Okay." Aimee nodded.

The three men split up the work.

Violet carried the bag to the lounge, looking for Stanley and the two children.

Mostly, they had just spied on the dressing room full of female models, so naturally, it was not good for Stanley to come over, so he could only stay in the lounge with the two children.

At this moment, Violet was naturally about to go to the lounge to look for him.

Soon, she arrived at the lounge.

The bodyguard guarding the door opened it directly for her.

When Violet entered, the two children were already lying asleep on the sofa, and Stanley and Fraser were discussing something, and when they saw her enter, they immediately stopped the conversation. "Mrs. Murphy." Fraser greeted her with a nod.

Violet replied a smile.

Stanley stood up and helped her to where he was sitting, "Why did you suddenly come over, isn't the runway show about to start?"

"We spied on people with bad intentions." Violet replied.

Stanley narrowed his eyes, "Who?"

"It's Anna and Lancer, they did something to the fake dresses and fake jewelry we put out there on purpose, but because of the surveillance dead spots, we don't know exactly what they did, and we don't dare take them out, in case it's something poisonous, so I brought them here and want you to get someone to have a check on them."

Saying that, Violet put the bag on the table.

Stanley looked at Fraser.

Fraser immediately nodded, "Okay, I'll go find someone to check it."

"Wait." Violet called out to him.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

She stopped in his tracks, "Do you have any more orders?"

"Let the others do that, Linda's runway show is going to start later, it's her first runway show since you've been dating her. I don't think you want to miss it, right?" Violet looked at the digital camera hanging on his chest with a wry smile.

Stanley raised an eyebrow.

So that's it.

He was wondering why Fraser had brought a camera, but although he was curious, he never asked about other people's personal matters, so he didn't think much of it.

Fraser didn't expect his mind to be read by Violet and scratched his head, embarrassed and flushed.

Violet smiled, "Go and order the others, after that, go to the catwalk, Linda is the last one out, you shouldn't miss it."

"Mr. Murphy." Fraser clenched her fists and looked at Stanley nervously and expectantly.

Even though Violet said he could do that, his boss was the president after all.

He had to get his president's approval before he dared to do as he was told.

Stanley looked at Violet's warning look, then at Fraser's hopeful gaze, he rubbed his temples, "Do as Mrs. Murphy said."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐