Pennie glanced at her and answered her in a nice voice, "It's not bad."
She had just asked that person and that person had said that she had erased all traces and the
organizers wouldn't find out about the truth.
That person was the one who escaped from that thing, and if he said so, it must be true.
And that person also said that the erasure of their traces was replaced with the traces of another
designer on purpose, so that the organizers would only check that the other designer did it.
So, of course, she was in a good mood.
Only this time it could not drive Violet out of the competition.
Not long after, Linda and Violet came back.
Linda had a bandage on her head and her face was pale and she looked very weak.
Other designers and models came up to greet the two men and ask them what happened.
However, Violet and Linda casually dealt with them and sent them away.
"Miss Hunt." Violet had just pushed Linda into seat and prepared to do Linda's makeup, Pennie walked
over.
Violet wrinkled her eyebrows, "Miss Hamilton, anything wrong?"
"No, I just came to see Linda, is there nothing wrong with her?" Pennie looked at Linda and asked with
a concerned face.
Linda couldn't tell if she really cared or if she was faking it.
Her personal preference was for fake concern.
But even so, she answered lightly, "I am fine."
"That's great." Pennie seemed happy for Linda.
Violet picked up the powder brush, "Miss Hamilton, can you leave first? I still have to do my model's
makeup, your model is already ready, but I have just got starting."
"Oh sorry, I'll leave now." Pennie smiled embarrassedly and turned walked away.
"Violet, I think it's fake that she cares about me, it's real that she came over here to laugh at me on
purpose." Linda muttered.
Violet opened the powder box, "Well, there's no point in caring about irrelevant people, close your eyes
and I'll start putting on makeup."
Linda nodded and closed her eyes.
Soon, Violet finished her makeup.
Linda looked at herself in the mirror and frowned, "It looks good, but this bandage on my head looks
ugly, I'm afraid it will deduct impression points from you, Violet."
Violet bit her lower lip, "You're right."
"Can I wear a hat to cover it?" Linda suggested.
Violet's eyes lit up and she patted her shoulder, "Linda, you are smart."
That reminded her that she had designed a dress that was supposed to be a wedding dress and a
man’s suit in one.
This was the dress she designed out of her understanding of love.
Since it was a wedding dress, she could wear a veil.
The veil could not be worn in its entirety though, because the back was a suit, so the veil could only
cover the front, but the back could not be left uncovered or the bandages would show.
So, she was going to add a hat to the back.
With that in mind, Violet looked around, picked up a hat and cut it in half with scissors.
Linda saw her movement and asked curiously, "Violet, what are you doing?"
Her voice was not small, other designers and models heard it and looked over.
Among them was Pennie.
Pennie looked at Violet's movements in confusion, obviously not understanding what Violet was doing
either.
Violet did not answer, put the two halves of the hat on the table, then took a white yarn and cut out the
shape with scissors.
Then she got out her needle and thread, sewed the white yarn and half of the hat together, and finally
sewed two small flowers and diamonds on the white yarn as decoration.
In this way, a peculiar veil was born.
Although the combination of white veil and hat was mind-boggling, it looked rather unique.
Violet put this veil on for Linda.
The veil and hat not only covered the bandages on her head, but also set off her beauty as a bride and
the gentlemanly elegance of a groom.
The other designers saw it and were full of all kinds of appreciation.
"Violet, you're amazing for coming up with such a fantastic idea."
"Yes, such a sharp fashion sense, it's so enviable."
"I can guarantee you that the copyright on this veil will definitely be bought in a moment."
Violet handed the clothes to Linda and told her to go change, smiling and exchanging pleasantries with
these designers herself.
Not far away, Pennie watched them talking happily to each other, and her teeth couldn't help but bite
her thumbnail, and it was hard to hide the jealousy in her eyes.
Luna said grimly, "She's really popular."
Pennie narrowed her eyes.
Yeah, Violet was popular, she knew that a long time ago.
Because of Violet's talent, because of Violet's pretty.
And there was nothing like either of those that she could have.
Pennie touched her face, her eyelids dropping to hide the hatred in her eyes, not answering the words.
After a while, she put her hand down and said in a deep voice, "After the competition, you come to
Violet again and piss her off."
"Ok." Luna nodded.
Ten minutes later, the catwalk began.
Violet's design was a sight to behold.
Because no one would have thought that wedding dresses and suits could still be combined.
What everyone saw, as Linda moved forward, was a bride in a wedding dress holding a bouquet and
covered with a veil.
By the time she set to turn around and walk back, what everyone saw was a groom in a suit and a hat.
This was a unique, yet refreshing design that was truly amazing.
Several fashion people, fashion magazines, and clothing companies had secretly decided to buy the
design after the competition was over.
In addition to Violet's design, Pennie's design was equally stunning.
It was a short halter dress with many layers, stacked together like a puffy skirt or a bubble skirt.
The dress was fluorescent pink, and to be able to use the fluorescent pink so appropriately showed that
the designer was very talented.
Though the cut and stitching was somewhat unworthy of the design of this dress, it was ready-to-wear,
and it could get a high point, as long as the design was good enough.
With that, Violet remained in Group A, while Pennie successfully made it into Group A.
"Miss Hunt, we're in a group, so we can finally compete in the same group." Before leaving the
competition avenue, Pennie approached Violet and said to her with a smile.
Violet nodded with a smile, "Yeah."
"Then let's look forward to the next round in three days." After saying that, Pennie walked away.
Violet looked at her figure for a while before she headed to Stanley.
"The competition is over?" Stanley looked at the woman walking cheerfully with a smile.
Violet nodded, "Yes, I'm still Group A."
"I know." Stanley tidied her messy hair, "I know your strength well, and I believe you will have a good
performance."
Violet leaned into his arms with a smile, "Thank you, Honey."
Stanley hugged her waist with one hand, stroked her hair with the other.
At that moment, Ayra's voice came from below the two, "Mommy, Daddy, you are hugging again."
Violet flushed and she gently backed out of Stanley's arms, looking down at her daughter, "You are up."
The little girl was still asleep on the couch when she came over just now.
"Yes, I heard your voice and I woke up, brother isn't up yet, so am I more diligent than brother?" Ayra
looked at Stanley and Violet with bewildered eyes.
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