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.

don't you worry that you can't guess it?" Seeing Violet's calm face, the

best at designing the national style. The questions must

this, the designer's eyes lit up suddenly, "Yes, why didn't

head, saying no

check the time. There were nearly

away, suddenly walked out of the conference room in her wheelchair, still holding a mobile phone in her hand.

flickered. Then she got up and

Phoebe go to the safe stairwell. She pursed her red lips pursed, then she bent down and took off the high

is about to

Grandpa?

Violet suddenly

who contacted Phoebe was actually

that Phoebe had previously inquired about the person who set the theme was Mr. Moore this time, and then

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

words, Violet already guessed what Suzy had

to suppress

Suzy really

around and quietly

also returned in a

Phoebe’s confident face, Violet’s eyes

over,

felt so

had no real ability and won by means, had

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

a cane, led by Bruce, and came to

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

it be that the theme was the costume element of ethnic

for a while and looked at Mr.

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 theme from my

Everyone nodded.

Mr. Moore to announce

that this theme is not easy to guess by just guessing, so I have already told you the answer. It is on me. As