After all, people with deformities were not the main target of designers' designs, but let's not forget that
they are also human beings, and there are many people with deformities in the world.
There wasn't a trend of designing clothes for the physically deformed yet, it didn't mean there would not
be in the future.
Thinking about this, Violet suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked at the few models on stage again,
realizing something.
Maybe the General Association of Design already had an idea for fashion design on these people, and
the few models on stage maybe were the ones used to test the industry.
If they designed clothes for these people that successfully could cover up the flaws and show the good
side of these people, then there was a real possibility of the association carrying out this field.
In the future, there would be designers who specialize in designing clothes for disabled and deformed
people.
But it would be verified when this competition was over.
Thinking about the meeting, Elena came down with the Siamese sisters and was indeed met with blank
stares from the other designers.
But they had to accept it.
"Let's have a meeting, get to know the sisters and see how to design for them. We need to unify the
style, otherwise the style will be uneven and the difference in scores will be huge, and it will be
troublesome to be overtaken by other groups." Violet spoke, her expression was very serious.
The others thought it made sense, and then specially requested a small meeting room with the
organizer for the meeting.
This round was not done in a day, but a week.
Perhaps the organizers understood that no one had designed clothes for the disable, so they gave a
week to design the clothes, and use the last day to walk the runway.
All the designers were relieved to learn this news, as they were currently without the slightest
inspiration and it was impossible to design clothes in a day, a week was more like it.
After the meeting with the Group A teammates, Violet took the basic information of the conjoined
sisters and left with Linda.
"Violet, where to go?" Linda asked.
Violet looked at the time, "It's just before noon, find a place to eat, after eating I'll go see Pennie and
then I'll pick up Steven from the airport."
"Is that your brother?" Linda asked curiously.
Back in J City University, she had heard Violet had a younger brother, but had never met him.
"Right." Violet nodded with smile.
Linda responded, "How does he look? He must be handsome, after all, you're so beautiful."
Thank God, Violet was really good looking.
Not to mention men, even she sometimes lost a bit of concentration when facing Violet's face, which
was indeed too beautiful.
Violet's smile deepened, "Want to know? You'll see him tonight, well, let's eat."
Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Linda was curious, but there was nothing she could do.
She only had to wait for the night to see him herself.
The two found a quiet restaurant and ordered two steaks.
During the meal, Linda suddenly saw something and blinked in surprise, "Violet, isn't that Luna? Why is
she working here as a waitress?"
Violet twisted her head to look back and saw Luna in a restaurant waitress uniform, cleaning the table
with a rag.
Seemingly not liking the job, Luna had a dark face, but she was still working hard.
Violet quickly retracted her gaze, "Only a small portion of the models who came to the international
competition were sent in by the company, while the vast majority were found by the designers
themselves, Luna was found by Pennie, after all, the company behind Luna doesn't have such great
power. To put it bluntly, it is part time job."
"I know, but I was introduced to you by Mr. Murphy, haha, I get two salaries." Linda smiled smugly.
Violet responded, "Yes, taking part time job is usually against the company contract, and the company
will not give Luna financial support, so Luna's wages for these months are paid by Pennie, but Pennie
had an accident, naturally, she could not pay her. Luna has no money, so she could not return home,
and could only stay and work part-time."
That was what she had heard from Stanley earlier.
After all, Luna was Phoebe's model, and when Phoebe was arrested, she naturally had to ask about
Luna as well.
Linda enlightened, "So that's how it is, so she was dragged along by Pennie."
After all, Luna hadn't done too much except for being a bit shady to them.
Knocking her out and keeping Violet in the toilet was all done by Pennie.
"Well, don't mind her, when her visa expires, she'll be deported back to her country." Violet picked up
the milk and took a sip, not wanting to talk about Luna anymore.
Linda saw that Violet wouldn't talk about it, so naturally she didn't.
And in the distance, Luna saw them both.
She was a model, but it was because they knocked Pennie down and caused her to not stay in the
international competition.
Because she was kicked out by the organizers of the international competition, so much so that many
fashion resources did not look for her, she took the initiative to find her, but was also rejected, one said
she had no fame, the other said she did not have the aura of a model, and one even said she had been
Pennie's model, so she was not used.
Pissed off, she had no choice but to take some third-rate magazine shoot, cutting off her path to
becoming a top supermodel. And she just came here to work part time for a living wage.
And all of this was brought to her by Violet and Linda.
Just wait, they ruined her modeling career and she won't just let it go.
Luna grunted through gritted teeth and turned to leave with the tray.
Unaware that she was being held against Luna, Violet finished her check and parted ways with Linda,
heading to the mental hospital alone.
Well ...... Not alone, precisely, there were two bodyguards following in a car behind her.
Violet arrived at the mental hospital and went straight to Phoebe's room.
The nurse recognized her and her eyes lit up, "Mrs. Murphy!"
This nurse was the same one who had given Violet her hair last time.
Violet smiled at her, "Is she in there?"
"There, just woke up." The nurse nodded.
"Can I come in?" Violet asked again.
"Of course, Mrs. Murphy, please." The nurse held the door open.
Violet entered the room.
Phoebe was leaning against the bed, her eyes were closing.
Only when she heard footsteps did she open her eyes, seeing that the person who entered was Violet,
she instantly turned alert, "It's you!"
"It's me." Violet smiled, her gaze falling on her belly, "I heard you're pregnant so I came to see you."
"Hmph, you would be so kind?" Phoebe taunted.
Violet sat on the chair pulled over by the bodyguard, "Why wouldn't I? I pride myself on being much
kinder than you, unlike you who, in order to keep my two children from knowing that they are Stanley's
kids, joined forces with the doctor of the medical examination and the teacher of the kindergarten to
swap the DNA samples of my two children, and even did other evil things, while I did none of them yet.
"
"Did Stanley know that he is the father?" Phoebe's face paled and her voice sharpened.
Violet nodded, "Sure. "
Phoebe suddenly laughed, but her laughter was full of irony and self-deprecation, even her tears came
out, "It's so unfair, God is so unfair, I tried so hard to hide it, I didn't expect that he still knew about it.
Violet, you are happy, right? Stanley knew he is the father, you will always be Mrs. Murphy."
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