One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

"You're saying that I have a similar design style to her?" Sophie asked tentatively as she lowered her eyelids to hide the darkness in her eyes.

The girl nodded, "That's right, when I befriended you yesterday, didn't you take your works and show them to me? And you said that those works were praised by Diana, that's why you were allowed to participate in the competition by exception, those works are indeed very good, but the style is really similar to Violet's works, very similar."

"Well ......" Sophie clenched both hands.

Hell, she just found an obscure blogger online, copied that blogger's design, used that blogger's design, and managed to get here.

How come that blogger's design style was very similar to Violet's?

She had seen Violet's design, after all, when she decided to come to this competition, she had looked for Violet's design and didn't find it similar to the one she had copied.

But she wasn't really a costume designer after all, so it was normal that she couldn't see it.

So for the contestant's words, Sophie didn't suspect the falsehood, hence why her heart was weak.

Was the blogger Violet?

No. If it was Violet, why didn't Violet publish it?

So definitely not, it just happens to be similar in style.

Seeing Sophie's head lowered and not speaking, the contestant waved her hand curiously and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Sophie's eyes flashed, and she hastily collected the weakness in her heart and smiled, "I was just surprised that my design is actually the same as Violet's, I didn't even notice it before." "Don't you know Violet? How could you not have noticed?" The contestant was a bit confused.

Sophie waved her hand, "I do know her, but she doesn't know me very well, so......

She didn't say any more of the latter.

The contestant cocked her head and just felt strange.

She knows?

What's she supposed to know?

you know."

For some reason, she always felt that there was something strange about Sophie in her attitude towards Violet.

"That's a pity, I was thinking that you and Violet knew each other, so you could bring me to meet Violet, but it turns out that you actually don't know each other well, forget it, when I'm grouped, I must find a way to get into Violet's group. I really like Violet's work, if she teaches me, I'll definitely improve a lot." The contestant clenched her fist hand and said with a determined face.

Sophie pulled the corners of her mouth and didn't say anything anymore, continuing to place her gaze back on Violet.

Violet noticed it and stopped her conversation with a designer and twisted her head, meeting Sophie's gaze exactly.

Sophie didn't expect Violet's senses to be so keen that she was able to detect that she was being looking at, and for a moment, she couldn't help but freeze.

But soon, Sophie regained her composure and raised her chin towards Violet, casting a provocative look.

Violet raised her eyebrows, then couldn't help but laugh mockingly.

This woman was really quite funny, not only provoking her, but telling her that she would get a good ranking was a bit too ridiculous.

Who gave her the confidence that someone who got in by copying others to get tickets to the competition would try to get a good ranking by copying?

Did Sophie really think that the competition after that was to just come up with any design?

Meh, that's a big mistake, for each round, the theme is named and the dresses are designed according to the theme, not just coming up with any theme, any style design to deal with.

Sophie just really thought it was just a random design that she could come up with.

Sure enough amateurs are amateurs, it's ridiculous that they have to squeeze in when they clearly don't know the rules of the trade.

She was just waiting for Sophie's panicked look when she heard the theme of the competition.

At the same time, she also wanted to see if Sophie could find a design of the corresponding theme to copy in time.

Violet sneered and hooked her lips, then turned her head to continue talking to the designer, no longer paying attention to Sophie, as if she didn't find Sophie.

This caused Sophie to freeze.

Violet obviously saw her, why didn't she come up to her and ask why she was here?

She had expected beforehand that Violet would be shocked to see her and then come straight towards her, questioning her loudly about the reason and purpose of her being here.

Then, she could get some small tricks to make Violet lose face in front of so many people and lose the halo and title of being a famous designer.

But what she didn't expect was that Violet did see her, but had no intention of coming over to talk to her, instead, she just acted as if she didn't see her, and quickly withdrew her gaze, not putting her in her eyes at all.

This simply made Sophie's heart worse than being slapped.

"Violet, that woman is looking at you." Aimee came to Violet's side with her red wine and whispered.

Violet took a sip of red wine and smiled, "I know, don't mind her, it's almost time, let's go back."

Aimee raised her wrist and looked at her watch, "It's pretty late, let's go."

The two men put down their glasses and walked towards the doors.

The two bodyguards waiting at the door saw them come out and naturally followed behind them, protecting them as they left.

Sophie had wanted to catch up with Violet.

After all, if Violet didn't look for her, then she would look for Violet and disgrace Violet just as much.

But as ahe had just taken two steps, she saw two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards she'd met were the same two that had taken her to the police station and then to the detention center last time.

Those two bodyguards were so fierce, they didn't even know how to show mercy, so much so that now, she was afraid when she saw those two bodyguards, she simply didn't have the courage to go after them anymore.

So this plan of hers could only fizzle out, which made Sophie angry and couldn't help but stomp her feet, yet there was nothing she could do about it.

Back at the villa, the first thing Violet did, naturally, was to call Stanley.

That was her agreement with Stanley, one phone call a day.

But because of the opening session today, she hadn't been able to call him until now.

Stanley's low, pleasant voice came, "The opening session is over?"

"Yeah, made you wait long, hubby." Violet said as she glanced at the time.

It was now twelve o'clock at night, and lately he hadn't been busy enough to use the study to work late, so bedtime, basically, was eleven o'clock.

So the fact that he wasn't sleeping now could only mean that he'd been waiting for her call.

Stanley leaned against the bed and smiled softly, "No, as long as it's you, I'm willing to wait as late as I can."

Hearing the man's words, Violet's heart warmed up, "You're so kind, honey."

"You just find out?" Stanley laughed lightly.

Violet ruffled her hair around her ears, "Of course not, I knew that from the start, by the way, are the kids asleep?"

"Sleeping, but just now." Stanley said as he looked at the two children around him.

Violet was surprised, "Just fell asleep?"

"Well, they wanted to talk to you too, so they came to our room and had to wait with me until your opening session was over and you called, and the kids couldn't stay up and just fell asleep." Speaking of which, Stanley pulled the cover over the two children.

Violet listened and felt a little guilty, "I'm the one who delayed too long."

"It's not your fault, it's the two kids themselves who had to wait, it's okay, just wait until tomorrow and let them talk to you." Stanley said softly.

Violet nodded, "I met Sophie at the banquet after the opening ceremony. She actually provoked me."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐