One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 239 It Turned Out to Be a Rival in Love

Seeing Violet's confused look, Stanley probably guessed what she was thinking. His eyes flashed, and

he introduced Violet to Dillan, "She's Violet Hunt, a very potential designer."

"Violet..." Dillan chanted the name in a low voice. Suddenly he thought of something, and touched his

gray beard, "So you are the young designer that Mr. Murphy introduced to me."

"Introduce to you?" Violet looked up at Stanley, and asked, "Dillan, may I ask what is going on?"

Dillan smiled, "Some days ago, Mr. Murphy contacted me and hoped that I would give him another

invitation letter, saying that he wanted to give it to a person. So that person is you, Miss Hunt."

Hearing this, Violet opened her mouth in surprise.

It turned out that the invitation letter was not given to her by Dillan, but from Stanley. She thought she

became famous in J City over the past few months so that she attracted the attention of Dillan, but she

did not expect the real reason to be this way.

For a time, Violet felt a little lost.

Stanley saw through her thoughts, and tightened her hand that was still on his arm, "You don't have to

be presumptuous. Dillan gave the invitation letter because your work touched him, otherwise even if I

ask him, he won't give it to me."

"Yeah. I didn't promise to give Mr. Murphy the invitation letter at first, until he sent me some of your

design drawings."

Dillan looked at Violet. There was some appreciation in his deep blue eyes, "Miss Hunt, your style is

very similar to mine. You also have talents in this aspect. Although it is still a little immature, I believe

you will surely reach my height in the future, because you have the talent which doesn’t lose to me!"

Listening to the recognition and praise from her idol, Violet swept away the loss. She felt so happy.

She waved her hand with a blushing face, and replied, "I’m flattered. But I’ll try my best to learn more."

Seeing Violet's shy look, Stanley raised his eyebrows

He had seen others praise her, every time she would accept it generously. He didn't expect that when

facing Dillan, she actually showed such a side, which was quite cute.

"You do have to learn a lot. Your style is not completely stable. I can still see clutter from the design

drawings. However, compared to other designers of your age, your clutter is less than theirs. Do you

have teacher? If not, how about you to be my apprentice?" Dillan asked with a smile.

The designers and connoisseurs nearby were shocked as soon as they heard it.

Dillan had not accepted apprentice for more than ten years. There were even rumors that Dillan no

longer planned to accept apprentice.

However, unexpectedly, in the exhibition tonight, Dillan actually had the plan to accept apprentices

again!

Violet didn't expect that Dillan intended to accept her as an apprentice. Although she was a little

moved, she still bowed and refused, "Sorry, Dillan, I already have a teacher."

Except for Stanley, others were shocked again.

Did they hear that right? The designer actually refused Dillan?

Refused!

"Oh? Who is it?" Although Dillan was a little surprised, he still smiled.

Before Violet could answer, Stanley spoke first, "You know this person, too. He is Mr. Merced."

"What?" Everyone around was so shocked.

They were really surprised this time. No wonder that designer rejected Dillan so simply. It turned out

that her teacher was Mr. Merced who had the same status as Dillan.

It turned out that the geniuses were no shortage of top masters' fancy!

"It's actually him!" When Dillan heard that Violet's teacher was Mercedes, his original smile turned into

a deep disgust, then he snorted and turned away.

This change was so fast that Violet was a little confused, "Why did Dillan get angry and leave?"

Hearing her murmur, Stanley leaned against her ear to explain, "Dillan and your teacher were rivals in

love when they were young, and they disliked each other."

"Really?" Violet's eyes widened incredibly.

Stanley nodded, "Yeah."

Violet was speechless.

Well, since he said so, it should be true.

Unexpectedly, there was still such a grievance between Merced and Dillan. But as Merced’s

apprentice, she didn’t know it at all. It was no wonder that Merced had connections with other famous

designers, but not with Dillan. It turned out that it was because of this. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"Dillan left suddenly. Is it because of my teacher that he didn't want to see me?" Violet asked with some

anxiety, looking at the direction of Dillan's departure.

Stanley sorted out the sleeves that she had just grabbed, "No, Dillan is not the kind of person who will

vent his anger to others."

"Really?" Violet asked, but she was still a little worried.

Stanley's thin lips moved. Just as he was about to say something, a waiter came over and said, "Mr.

Murphy."

"What's the matter?" Stanley asked expressionlessly.

The waiter replied respectfully, "A lady named Ellis is looking for you and let you go to the lounge."

"Ellis? Isn't that Miss Ivy Ellis?" Violet said while looking at Stanley.

Stanley frowned, "I see. You can go down first."

After the waiter bowed, he turned and left.

Stanley put his hand back into his trouser pocket, "I'll go there first."

"Okay." Violet managed a smile, and then replied.

Stanley walked in the direction of the lounge.

Violet looked at his leaving back, then her eyes dropped dimly. She turned around and walked to the

bathroom.

In the bathroom, after Violet came out of the cubicle and went to apply her makeup, she suddenly

heard the conversation from inside.

"Alisa, did you really see that woman enter Mr. Murphy's lounge just now?"

"Yeah, I saw it clearly. She is a bit familiar, as if I have seen her somewhere... Ah, I remember it. It’s

Phoebe who plagiarized others’ works some time ago!"

Hearing this name, Violet was so surprised that her lipstick was suddenly broke off by her.

But she didn’t care. She picked up the broken lipstick and wrapped it in tissue. After throwing it into the

trash can, she pulled out a wet wipe to wipe the lipstick off her face. Then she stopped the two

waitresses, "You just said Phoebe is here?"

The two waitresses were taken aback for a moment, and then they also recognized Violet. Knowing the

grudges between Violet and Phoebe, they did not hesitate and nodded together.

"Yeah, she came to apply for a waitress at night, and then she just got into Mr. Murphy's lounge. She

asked Jacob to tell Mr. Murphy to go back to the lounge."

"Is there a mole on Jacob's face?" Violet pointed at the corner of her mouth.

The two waitresses nodded, "Yes!"

Violet's face sank, "It turns out that it is not Miss Ellis who is looking for Mr. Murphy, but Phoebe!"

If Stanley heard that Phoebe was looking for him, he would definitely not go there.

But if it was Ivy, it would be different.

"Do you know what she is going to do when she enters Mr. Murphy's lounge?" Violet asked, narrowing

her eyes.

The two waitresses looked at each other and shook their heads, saying they didn't know.

But soon, one of them added, "But when I saw her go in, she carried something and she looked like a

little crazy."

Hearing this, Violet was stunned. She couldn't help but thought of George.