Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Anna was on her feet and looked at her viciously, "What do you want?"

"You slandered the judges and you slandered me, and although the results are now out and the judges and I are innocent, you are not." Violet looped up her arms.

Anna sneered, "How come? I was just making a reasonable guess that there was something wrong between you based on your words, and since it was a wrong guess, I'm not at fault for anything, I was just too impulsive."

"No, no, no, when I say you're not innocent, I'm not referring to this incident, and to the fact that you and Lancer were in the dressing room making a move on my dress and Aimee's jewelry, trying to make a fool of our models on stage and thus eliminating us." Violet raised her volume and stared at her and Lancer.

Anna blushed.

Lancer was even more flustered.

How did this happen?

How did Violet know?

The audience and the judges on the stage, as well as those watching the live broadcast, were stunned by Violet's words.

"Is this true, Violet?" On the judges' side, Merced stood up and asked seriously.

It just so happens that this is the same question that everyone wants to know.

Those media all turned their cameras on Violet, Aimee, and the four of them, Anna and Lancer.

Violet nodded blandly under the gaze of so many eyes and cameras, "It's true, I have a surveillance segment here, so you can watch it, host, please."

"Okay." The host nodded, then pressed the headset in his ear and spoke to the studio.

Soon, a projection cloth was lowered at the end of the runway and then a video played on it.

The video happens to be of the dressing room, with Anna and Lancer letting off steam and the other doing their work.

Seeing this scene, everyone understood that what Violet said was true.

Anna was even more frightened and her face turned pale, she could no longer care to ask Violet how she had such a video, but screamed out, "Turn it off, turn it off now!"

The fact that she can't wait for someone to turn this video off is a good indication that it's real and not faked.

Lancer, not as bold as Anna, sat down on her butt the moment she saw the video, murmuring with a dumbfounded look on her face, "It's over, it's all over!"

"Isn't this a great project for you two? Let everyone enjoy it, after all, it's hard to enjoy such a rare highlight moment once, so media, what are you still frozen for? Film it, you'll have all the KPIs for the next period of time!" Violet said in a high voice.

Her words alerted those in the media.

The media rushed to take pictures and ask questions of Anna and Lancer.

All those sharp questions were thrown out one by one, making it hard to dodge them.

Aimee rubbed her arms, "Damn, I've finally seen these crazy reporters abroad, they're more bullish than the ones at home."

Violet smiled lightly, "They are the media that ruined several world class superstars."

"Yeah, you're both falling apart." Aimee nudged towards Anna and Lancer.

Lancer sat down on the floor and covered her ears to keep from listening to the questions.

And Anna couldn't even scape, because there were already reporters coming on stage, chasing her down and asking questions.

She couldn't take it any more and drove people away like crazy, "Get out, get out, get the fuck out of my way!"

Yet this look on her driving these media away made the reporters even more excited. Wouldn't a young designer suddenly going insane be another story with a lot of buzz? Eventually, more and more press took to the runway to mob both Anna and Lancer. Violet and Aimee, as well as the models behind them, were pushed to the side. Stanley saw this scene and frowned before taking out his phone and making a call out.

The group of bodyguards who received the call immediately came to the scene and protected Violet behind them, lest they get hit by these media people.

This frantic media circus lasted about ten minutes before the match organizer called a halt to it.

After the media went down, Anna and Lancer were completely liberated.

Lancer, by this time, was completely shriveled, sitting dully on the ground as if she had lost her soul, her eyes dull and unresponsive.

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Sure enough, so what if a person is arrogant and crazy? The media teaches them how to behave.

Wasn't the world's biggest star once spirited ruined by these media, with no career left and afraid to even leave the house?

And Anna and Lancer, too, are about to go down the roads of those world superstars.

The runway had been cleared and the models and other designers had been down.

The host rejoined the stage, holding the microphone, and spoke in a cold tone, "Regarding the two designers, Anna and Lancer, our panel of judges, as well as the competition organizer, the General Association side, have unanimously decided to give both of them a withdrawal from the competition and a three-year ban."

Hearing that, Lancer didn't object except for a bitter smile.

Is it useful to object?

It was Anna tried to argue, after all, Linda was fine, she could totally say they were just curious and hadn't done anything with the dress or the jewelry.

But before she could say anything, Violet muttered, "The gowns and jewelry that you guys lay hand are fake."

After reading the meaning of the words, Anna's mouth opened, unable to make a sound, and finally she smiled to herself.

So that's how it is, no wonder Linda is fine, that's because the dress and jewelry she and Lancer touched at the beginning were fake and were deliberately put out by Violet to confuse them. Violet had guessed that someone might make a move on her, that's why she made a fake dress and jewelry, and then took the opportunity to leave and monitor the dressing room in the dark, trying to uncover the person who made the move.

And she and Lancer, right then and there, jumped up and foolishly put their hands on their dress and jewelry while they were watching, and thought they were doing everything right, thinking for sure they could eliminate Violet.

But unexpectedly, while they were complacent, Violet and Aimee were laughing at their stupidity and actually jumped into the trap themselves.

At this moment, Anna was completely discouraged and could no longer muster an ounce of resistance, meekly accepting the punishment the host had spoken out.

What could she do if she didn't accept it, could she fight these capitals?

Finally, Anna and Lancer were taken out.

As they were being taken away, the host had security pull them both walking around other desingers.

This was undoubtedly a warning to the other designers to settle down, or else what happened to these two men would be theirs.

While Anna and Lancer's punishment was the same as Julian's, Anna and Lancer's was a bit worse, as these media, the global audience, who were watching the broadcast, would remember their faces. Julian, on the other hand, was unknown to the world, so it was a better end for Julian than any of them.

"That's good that it is settled." Watching the two being taken away, Aimee smiled.

Violet nodded, "Yeah."

At that moment, the host approached, "Violet, Master Merced wants to see you."

Violet smiled, "I know, I'll be right over."

Saying that, she looked to Aimee, "I'll go and meet with my teacher first."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Aimee waved her hand.

Violet went over to the judges' panel with her belly in her arms.¶¶¶¶¶¶