Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 194 The Final Ends Ahead of the Schedule

"Uncle Murphy has to go?" Arya looked at Stanley, a little bit reluctant.

Calvin didn't say anything. He crossed his arms on his chest, which looked like a small adult.

"Yeah, Uncle Murphy's friend is sick. So he has to go to visit her." Violet touched Arya's head, "Okay, let's get off the car."

With that, she opened the car door and motioned for the two children to go down.

The two children were very obedient and got out of the car.

Just when Violet bent over and was about to get out of the car, Stanley took her arm.

"What's wrong?" Violet looked back at him blankly.

Stanley looked straight into her eyes, "Sorry."

Violet was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Why does Mr. Murphy apologize to me?"

"It was me who brought the two children over. Your competition is not over and you don't have time to take care of them. I will arrange for someone to come and help you." Stanley let go of her arm.

Violet suddenly realized that he apologized because of this.

"No need, Mr. Murphy." She waved her hand, "You have already taken them to the parent meeting. How can I continue to trouble you? I will apply for a lounge with President of the Branch and let them stay there. So don’t worry, Mr. Murphy. Just go to see Miss Ellis."

After speaking, Violet got out of the car, turned around and waved to Stanley. Then she helped him close the car door.

Stanley finally drove away.

Violet and two kids watched his car go away. Until they couldn't see him, Violet took the two children to the building.

"Mommy, the person Uncle Murphy is going to see is the lady who was in the Godfather's ward last time and the lady you didn’t let us see, right?" Calvin asked while walking.

Violet didn't deny it. She nodded and replied, "Yes." Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"What is the relationship between Uncle Murphy and that lady?" Calvin blinked.

Arya raised her small hand, "Arya wants to know too."

Violet squeezed the hands of the two children, "Kids don’t need to know too much."

"Hmph, again! Mommy says that every time." Arya pouted.

"Yes!" Calvin also nodded in agreement.

Violet let go of their little hands and tickled them, "You two dare to tease Mommy."

The two children giggled while hiding.

They three came to the office of President of the Branch in this way.

President of the Branch had been very fond of Violet. After he knew her intentions, he was very happy to let people prepare a lounge.

Violet thanked him again and again, and then took the two children to the lounge.

After eating in the lounge and playing with the two children for a while, seeing that the game time was approaching, Violet told the two children not to run around, then she left the lounge and walked to the conference room.

But while on her own way, she was stopped by a group of people approaching, "Violet."

"Mr. Moore." Violet stopped and looked at Mr. Moore and the others.

Mr. Moore turned his head and said something to the people around him. Then these people nodded, took another look at Violet, and left.

Mr. Moore came to Violet with his cane.

Violet tilted her head in confusion and asked, "Mr. Moore, why are you here? And those people just now..."

"Come with me." Mr. Moore didn't answer her, but motioned her to go with him.

Seeing his serious face, although Violet didn't know what happened, she didn't ask anymore. She just followed him into a room that looked like an office.

After the door was closed, Mr. Moore turned around, and then replied, "Those people were sent by Design Association just now."

"Design Association?" Violet looked surprised, "This is not yet the final. Why did they come here now?"

"I contacted Design Association and asked President to send them over in advance." Mr. Moore sat down and said.

Violet also sat down opposite him.

Mr. Moore put the cane aside and poured himself some tea, "Yesterday you told me that Phoebe has plagiarized. I contacted them when I went back and told them about her plagiarism. Design Association was very angry about this, so they decided to end the final ahead of the schedule and deal with her early."

"End ahead of the schedule?" Violet's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Mr. Moore smiled, "Not only does it end ahead of the schedule, but the theme of the final has also changed. Originally, the theme of the final was set by President of the Branch, but now it’s set by people from Design Association. Then the design which Phoebe originally prepared is useless."

"Great! She must panic now." Violet happily clapped her hands.

"Yes." Mr. Moore stroke his beards, "Violet, the reason I told you this is because I remember you said yesterday that you were going to expose Phoebe in the final."

"Yeah." Violet gave a hmm.

"Well, prepare the evidence. It will be useful later." Mr. Moore took a sip of tea.

Violet knew that Mr. Moore was reminding her, then she stood up gratefully, "Got it. Thank you, Mr. Moore. I'm going to prepare it now."

After speaking, she bowed to Mr. Moore and turned to go out.

After going out, Violet took out her cell phone and dialed Jessie's phone number.

Jessie was sitting on the edge of George’s hospital bed and peeling an apple. When hearing the phone ringing by the bedside, she got the phone with one hand. Seeing it was Violet’s calling, she answered the call without hesitation, "Violet."

Hearing it, George's closed eyes suddenly opened, then he turned to look at her mobile phone.

Jessie noticed his movements. Her eyes dimmed for a moment, but she still pretended not to notice anything on his face, forced a smile and asked, "What’s up?"

"Jessie, I need your help urgently now!" Violet said as she walked to the conference room.

Hearing the seriousness in her tone, Jessie also became serious, "What?"

"Did Violet encounter any difficulties?" George asked, sitting up.

Jessie shook her head at him, saying that she didn’t know.

"Here is the thing. I want you to go to my apartment and help me bring the file bag on the coffee table and a USB flash drive on the bedside of my room." Violet stopped outside the conference room and said.

"What are you doing with these? Are you in hurry?" Jessie tilted her head and clamped the phone to her shoulder. Her face was filled with puzzlement.

"Yes." Violet nodded vigorously, lowering her voice, "Those are evidence of Phoebe's plagiarism. I will use it in a while."

Hearing this, Jessie stood up excitedly, "Violet, are you going to expose Phoebe?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I see. I'll go get them for you now!"

"Hurry up." Violet said, then hung up the phone and walked into the conference room.

Basically, everyone in the conference room had arrived. Phoebe and the two designers had already sat down in their seats.

Violet glanced at them and walked towards her position.

Just as Violet passed Phoebe's seat, Phoebe suddenly stretched out her intact foot and put it in the aisle.

Violet didn’t see it, so she was tripped by Phoebe. After an exclamation, she was about to fall down.

This incident stunned the audience in the entire conference room and the live broadcast room. Only Phoebe smiled, looking forward to the scene of Violet getting serious injury.

However, her expectations didn’t come true. At the moment when Violet was about to fall to the ground with her face down, a reporter hurriedly stepped forward and kindly pulled Violet.

Supported by the reporter, Violet stood up with a pale face. After thanking the reporter, she turned around and stared at Phoebe with cold eyes, "You did it deliberately, right?"