Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

And why would he go listen to others and deal with Violet when he had advanced all the way up on his own strength? Seeming to understand what was going through Aimee's mind, James scratched his bald head, "Well ...... I am not confident." "Not confident?" Aimee looked at him strangely.

James answered, "Because of the color of our skin, we are even less popular than Western designers and you Easterners, and we suffer more bullying than you do. I've been bullied for years, and over time I've lost a lot of confidence and always felt my work was no good."

"So that's how it is... Western designers are still really bullying." Aimee sighed.

Violet rubbed her brow and said, "Every year, there are actually a lot designers who drop out of the circle because of bullying, depending on whether they could stand it or not."

"Then he's been able to get this far through years of bullying and just lacks some confidence, so you can see that he is strong-willed." Aimee rubbed her chin as she surveyed James.

"Alright, whatever your reason is, but what you did is wrong, after the competition, I won't do anything to you. When the competition is over, I will appeal to your country's sub association to punish you, let's go, Aimee." Violet finished speaking and turned around and walked towards the front.

Aimee hurried to follow.

In the car, she looked at Violet, "Violet, you're still soft-hearted and let James off the hook."

"How so?" Violet flipped through the fashion magazine.

Aimee looked at her with her cheek, "Because you didn't report to the General Association, instead to the sub-association in James's country, isn't that just letting James off the hook? You know the General association is right over here, isn't it the most convenient to report to the General association? But you did not do that, so that's the only answer, because the punishment of the sub-association won't be more severe than the General association, plus the sub-association will be lenient to James for the sake of James being a designer from their country."

"Violet smiled, "You're right, I did let James off the hook on purpose, he has great design talent and hasn't been any other petty things besides that one time, if I let the General Association dispose of him, he would end up with a bJimmyd then be forced out of the competition. He is such a capable designer, I couldn't bear to see that end."

"Yes, but what if James did such a thing before." Aimee said.

Violet calmly flipped through the magazine, "That's why I said to report it after the competition, in the meantime, I can have someone investigate James, if James really just took a wrong turn in dealing with me and was clean the rest of the time, then naturally go ahead with the original plan. if James is what you say he is, it's not too late for me to report it to the General Association."

"Violet, good for you." Aimee gave her thumbs up.

Violet smiled, "Let's hope he can read my mind."

"If he can't and instead holds a grudge against you for having to report it to the sub association, then I can only say that he deserves no sympathy." Aimee picked up the conversation. Violet nodded, "You're right."

The journey back to the villa was smooth.

After Violet and Aimee separated, she went straight upstairs and went to see the two children first.

Arya was sleeping and Calvin was learning a lesson from a professor.

Without bothering, Violet gently closed the door to the child's room and went back to her room, ready to wait for darkness and then she could contact Stanley.

After waiting for almost two hours, it finally got dark, and at home, it was morning.

Violet hurriedly dialed Stanley's number.

Stanley seemed to know she would call, and had answered the phone just as it rang, "Hello?"

He still sounded a little weary.

Violet frowned in distress, "Honey, you didn't sleep last night?"

"I did, but not sound." Stanley went to the balcony and blew the early morning breeze, his mind slightly clearer as he returned.

Violet heard the faint annoyance in his voice in addition to exhaustion, and couldn't help but ask again, "Honey, did something happen again?"

"Well, Axy has been rummaged through, and it should be Ivan." Stanley looked at the sun that had just risen outside and replied in a deep voice. Violet narrowed her eyes, "It was Ivan? The one rummage around in the villa was Ivan too?"

"It's him, Bella saw his face." Stanley nodded.

Violet bit her lip, "He actually went back to the country! Then Ivy ......"

"She's probably in the country as well, and Henry revealed something to me yesterday, so it's highly likely that Ivy has followed Ivan back." Stanley said.

Violet sighed, "They really know how to run, but what is the reason for suddenly returning to the country? It's for the Axy shares, right? If that's true, don't you think it's unnecessary?"

The country was Stanley's home base, and if she were Ivan, she wouldn't go back even if the shares of Axy Real Estate were important, it would be shooting herself in the foot.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

So the most she could do was to send someone back for the share transfer, rather than do it herself.

"Maybe he has another plan, but it is unclear for now." Stanley pursed his thin lips and replied.

Violet nodded, "I think so, Stanley, you should be more careful."

"I will, by the way, how are the kids?" Stanley changed the subject, his brow and voice softening as he asked about the kids.

Violet smiled, "Arya just accompanied Calvin to the class and then fell asleep while Calvin was still in class."

"Arya doesn't need to learn that, she just needs to be happy for the rest of her life." Stanley said.

Violet leaned against the bed, "Arya's brain is not as good as Calvin, naturally she won't learn so much like Calvin, but, I still want her to learn some skills. We as parents can't stay with her for the rest of her life, nor can we always shelter her, neither can Calvin. The future road still needs her to walk on her own, so when she gets older, we need to arrange for her."

"Fine." Stanley responded.

After that, the two talked some more about their children's education, and only when the maid came up to call Violet for dinner did they end the call.

At the dinner table, Linda suddenly handed Violet a very large and thick envelope.

The moment she saw the envelope, Violet was nervous, making her remember all the crap Luna had done before, so much so that she now had mental shadows and conditioned reflexes when she saw express letters and the like.

Linda seemed to see Violet's alarm and couldn't help but smile, "Violet, this is not a prank, it's from the music magazine and asked me to give it to you.

"From the magazine party?" When Violet heard this, she felt relaxed, "What is it?"

"Those clothes you designed before have been made, the singers have worn them for magazine photos. Here are the photos of the singers as well as the advanced version of the magazine that hasn't been released yet. They want you to see if there are any problems, if you think there are problems, you can bring them up, they will modify them on their side as appropriate, and this is your right as a designer. Besides, there are a few concert tickets."

"I understand, but what do concert tickets mean?" Violet opened the envelope and took out a few tickets, fixing her eyes on them, which were VIP tickets.