Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 120

Hearing her daughter's question, Violet smiled and explained, "Twins are two little babies that come out

of their mommy's tummy together."

She also thought that her daughter and Luka looked a bit alike.

And both of them resembled Louis a little bit.

Otherwise she and Josie wouldn't go for genetic testing on a whim in the first place.

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"Mommy, did I come out of your tummy?"

Erin blinked and asked dumbly.

Violet froze and nodded, "Yes."

Anyway, she had divorced Louis, so Erin's identity didn't need to be hidden anymore.

"Well, it would be nice if Luka was born out of my mommy's tummy too."

Erin cocked her little head with a look of regret.

Violet stroked her little head, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

She did give birth to two babies that year, and if the other baby was still alive, it would be twins!

"Violet, I just feel speechless about Palace Hotel." Josie called out exaggeratedly in the doorway of

Erin’s room.

Violet left her daughter play by herself and then walked out.

"What's wrong?"

"Ivan just called me again and said we should continue serving pastries from tomorrow. Do you think

it's crazy for a big hotel to have such erratic management?"

Josie said as she shook her phone.

Violet froze, and just felt it strange.

Their pastries could enter the Palace Hotel again?

Did Louis give the order again?

"Violet, when Maria told you to go to Balridge Manor today, did you tell Louis off and then he gave an

order ..."

"No."

Violet interrupted Josie, "I didn't do anything. I guess it must be because our pastries taste good and

some customers want to eat them. That's why Ivan will work with us again."

Louis, that temperamental person, wouldn't bother with such a trivial matter.

"Is that so?"

"It's definitely true."

"......"

The next day.

Palace Hotel.

"Helena, I've received an invitation from Sunlite Model Contest to be the special guest. How about you?

Did you get the notice yet?"

David took a call and asked Violet, who was packing her makeup bag.

Violet froze and was about to say no when her phone rang.

After she answered the phone, a nice female voice came on the line.

She had to go to the TV station on Friday to discuss the details of makeups for the Sunlite Model

Contest with a few superiors.

Violet was delighted and thanked her repeatedly.

After hanging up the phone, Violet looked at David, "David, I got the notice too. Thank you."

For his recommendation.

"Don't thank me. Thank Louis if you want. He's the one who made the decision."

David waved his hand, smiling profoundly.

Violet compressed her lips, recalling that party. She inexplicably felt an upsurge of emotions.

Louis had said he would sponsor the Sunlite Model Contest in order to make her the makeup director.

She owed him a favor.

But he was voluntary. No one begged him to do it.

Maybe he had regretted it now.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Violet suppressed her tumultuous thoughts and quickly went to the bathroom.

When she came out, she bumped into Grace, who was also coming to the bathroom.

Violet went to the sink and turned on the faucet to wash her hands.

"Miss Elliott, your bakery is back in the cooperation with the hotel, right?"