I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 56 Did Something Alright

And now that’s the very reason this woman is mocking me. Abigail smirked. She quietly served the coffee to Joan. Only then did she stop whining. Despite her awkwardness, Abigail managed to get some of her measurements. Joan then languidly walked to the bathroom for a shower.

While she was doing that, Abigail went to a corner and texted Luna. ‘How’s it going on your end?‘

Luna texted a reply with three dots before adding, ‘Take a guess.‘ She could bluff her way out of any situation and praise Abigail’s designs to high heavens, but it had been years since she made a drawing, and her skills had deteriorated to nil. Even if she could make something, it wouldn’t be

outstanding, and that would be a hit to Alana’s reputation.

Even through the phone, Abigail could imagine the look on Luna’s face. She stood up and tucked the tape away, then she knocked on the door. “Miss Smith needs my help. Once you’re done, knoćk on my door. I’ll take the remainder of your measurements.”

Taking her measurements is not a top priority; the draft is. I need to get back and deal with the

draft first.

Joan said nothing but didn’t stop her. She’s giving me attitude? When they get stumped on the

design, she’ll be begging for my help.

as agreement, Abigail left the room and took a deep breath when she

ask for the draft she left behind. First, she

and two, she was too

Joan. That woman was not

hesitation, then she texted Sean and asked if

Sean didn’t answer.

for too long, or the camera might catch

her to change her shoes, and then she felt herself touching

couldn’t even find it last night no matter how much I tried. Did he

off the mark. She couldn’t be bothered with it and quickly went to

“Mr. Stewart. We just want to take her measurements, and my has been gone for

how should I carry out my

assist

a headache as well. He knew that Luna and Abigail were

there’s always tomorrow.”

start to get arrogant once they had a rich backer, and now that Joan had Sean backing her, she was probably as haughty as hell. She would not work with them unless

spun

throbbing. “What did you promise me when you invited me, Mr. Stewart?” Just the

with rage.

the f*ck is Sean doing letting that b*tch give his wife