Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet smiled, "Because in our three groups, our strength is similar, that is to say, no one has that confidence to be able to beat others and get the final champion, so what's the use of being nervous? Sometimes the more nervous we are, the more our strength is still not playing out, and the most important thing is that we have come to the top three and gained the attention of the whole world, so it's not that important whether we can get the championship or not."

Aimee nodded thoughtfully, "True."

"Of course, getting the title is certainly good, it sounds a bit better in terms of reputation and title, and not getting the title doesn't deny that you're a top three young designer in the world." Violet added. Aimee smiled and said, "Yeah, so now I barely feel the same hostility from everyone that I felt before with the open battles, it's like going back to the first round."

"Behave yourself." Violet patted her on the shoulder.

Aimee nodded heavily.

The two then began to listen intently to the host on the theme of the round.

The theme of this round is not fixed, but is of an open-ended nature.

That is to design dresses and jewelry with traditional elements of your own country's dress and jewelry.

Since each country has different traditional elements of dress and jewelry, so there is nothing unfair, after all, instead of thinking about fairness, it is better to imagine how to design better dresses and jewelry with elements from your own country.

All three groups of designers began to discuss it.

By coincidence, the three groups of designers, all from their respective countries as a group.

If one of the groups was from a different country, it would be awkward, because each country has different elements, the final design of the dress and jewelry would not match together and look out of place, so naturally they would be eliminated.

Maybe that's why the organizer came up with the title.

"Violet, what do you think, what are the elements of our country's traditional jewelry?" Aimee scratched her head, "I grew up abroad, and the designs are basically modern jewelry, mainly with various diamonds our country's traditional jewelry shouldn't be diamonds."

"There are crystals." Violet said, "The transparency of crystal is not much different from diamond, but I still suggest you don't use crystal, I'm afraid you'll see crystal and associate it with diamond, then unconsciously draw modern jewelry."NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

"Yes." Aimee nodded, "Then why don't you give me an opinion?"

"By traditional, it's actually vintage, and there are many jewelry elements in our ancient times, such as solid gold jewelry, another example is velvet, jade, pearls, and emerald."

"So much?" Aimee had a bitter look on her face, "So much, so what the hell am I supposed to use?"

"It depends on my dress, the most traditional element of our ancient costume, of course, is embroidery, but we are designing the top luxury dress, to embroider, of course, only by hand, not by machine, otherwise it will be cheap, but using hand embroider to make a dress will cost half a month, it is simply impossible, so we really have to think really hard about how to design it."

Violet rubbed her chin in contemplation.

Aimee also pondered and stopped talking.

Not only the two of them, but the other two groups of designers, too, were negotiating separately.

After about ten minutes of talking, the host announced that they could go back.

Violet grabbed her bag and went out of the door of the conference room with Aimee.

Just as she went out, she was called out, "Violet!"

Violet stopped and turned her head to see that it was the black designer, James who tripped her last time.

"What do you want?" Violet looked at him and asked coldly.

She had a bad attitude, and instead of getting angry, James bowed at her, "Sorry!"

Violet was stunned.

Aimee also opened her mouth wide in surprise, "Violet, he actually apologized to you!"

Violet nodded, indicating that she saw it, and then asked, "Why did you apologize?"

"Last time, I was the one who stretched out my foot to trip you on purpose." James stood up straight and replied guiltily.

Violet raised her eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

This man, who would actually come forward and admit he was on purpose!

Violet looped her arms, "Of course I know you did it on purpose, but there's no evidence, that's why I haven't expose you until now. You can keep hiding it, can't you? And I can't do anything to you, so I'm curious as to why you're suddenly willing to admit it and apologize!"

James lowered his head, "Maybe it's because of Julian, I'm really scared. I know you guys can't do anything to me now without evidence, but I can't guarantee that you won't retaliate against me after the competition is over."

"So you're here to admit your mistake because you're afraid I'll retaliate against you after the competition, hoping I'll let you off the hook?" Violet narrowed her eyes.

James nodded, "Yes."

Aimee rolled her eyes, "So you are scared, I thought you came to apologize because you really knew you were wrong and couldn't bear this guilt inside, but it turns out I was wrong about you."

James's face burned at her comment.

"Violet, are you willing to forgive me?" James got nervous when he saw that Violet didn't say anything.

Violet looked at him coldly, "Why should I forgive you, do you know that if Tina hadn't pulled me, maybe me and the baby in my belly would have been died?"

James's mouth open, unable to speak.

He hadn't actually intended to harm her child, he was just under compulsion and was in the middle of a tussle about whether to deal with her or not.

At that exact moment, she appeared right in front of him, and then he stuck out his foot.

He just wanted her to get hurt and withdraw from the competition, simply ignoring that she was pregnant at that time.

In fact, afterwards, he regretted being so impulsive.

"Let me ask you, who told you to lay your hands on me, man or woman?" Violet stared at James and asked in a cold voice.

James's face froze and he answered, "It's a man."

"What kind of man, a man from the East like me?" Violet narrowed her eyes.

James nodded repeatedly, "Yes, he looks a bit like your husband, and wears glasses."

"It really is Ivan." Violet clenched her palms and asked again, "What did he tell you to deal with me?"

James didn't hide it and answered honestly, "That morning, just as I left the house, he stopped me and said that if I wanted to finish in the top three, it was unlikely that I could do it on my own because the othe designers were strong, so I would have to play some tricks to get into the top three, and he suggested that I target you."

"And then what?" Violet bit her lip.

James continued on, "He said you had a powerful background, even if you weren't capable enough, your background would put you firmly in the top three, so he suggested I be the first to have you eliminated first, and then I did as I was told, I'm really sorry."

With that, he bowed deeply again.

Violet looked at him coldly and didn't say anything.

Aimee skimmed her mouth and spoke, "You're really brainless, you believe whatever that person says, aren't you relying on your own strength to get into the top three now? What do you mean you have to play some little tricks to get in?"

James had designed a dress she had seen, and it was on par with Violet, so if it wasn't a copy, then it was a real strength, so it could be ruled out that he had deal with other designers to advance up the ranks. After all, no other designer has ever made a scene about being framed by him, so this James, indeed, got here on his own.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐