I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 58 A Stain

Things were just as hectic on the other end. Abigail seized the opportunity to pass another piece of paper to Luna while no one else was looking. Luna’s expression remained blank, but it was as if they had an unspoken agreement–she slipped the piece of paper into her pocket and covered her shirt over it. They both edged closer to one another and were about to exchange a conversation

when they heard Joan’s high–pitched voice.

“I noticed that you finished all of your design drafts when I visited you earlier today, Luna. That’s

impressive. I heard that the theme left a lot of the other designers stumped–they couldn’t come

up with anything, even after working on it for up to one week.” Joan’s statement carried an implicit

message that everyone else could understand. Yet, when Abigail glanced at Joan’s expression, she

noticed that there wasn’t a hint of malice on her face. In fact, she seemed to have genuine

admiration for the other woman.

The rest of the crowd no longer said much. The designers simply stared at Luna, who had a smile

on her face. Everyone couldn’t help but recall what Joan had asked Luna the night before. Did she

really contact Sean to ask him about the theme last night? Was she trying to come up with the drafts before us? Abigail could sense the suspicion and hostility in the rest of the designers‘ gaze, and she froze for a moment. Joan is obviously trying to tell everyone that this competition is rigged. She’s telling them that the winner has been pre–determined and that they wouldn’t be able to win the grand prize regardless of how hard they try.

Since Luna identified herself as Alana, she hadn’t visited Sean’s room, nor did she see a point in

explaining herself to Joan. So, Luna simply lowered her cutlery before looking Joan in the eye. “You

should provide some evidence for your statements, Miss Palmer. Otherwise, you’re just defaming

me.”

was clear enough that

to get started with their work. If they hadn’t exchanged

produce an initial draft within one hour. All

other issues and focus hard

sure are one of

night, and I accidentally stepped on a piece of paper

earlier today, and I thought that

of dejection as she continued speaking. “I was worried that the designer I admired wasn’t actually all that talented. I only became a model because of your

to be a fake!”

Abigail without saying much. Abigail, on the other hand, seemed unfazed even after all that Joan had said. “When you met her today, the production crew for the designers had arrived as well. Logically speaking, she wouldn’t have had the chance to switch to a new

let out a slight chuckle. “That’s great, then. Since there wasn’t any time for her to change her draft, the draft that gets aired would certainly have the mark that you were talking about, right, Miss Palmer? Wouldn’t the truth be out once we

morning and made sure that she hadn’t missed out on anything before she spoke once more. “Fine. However, since you claim that this isn’t the truth, then there’s nothing I have to worry about. I don’t have any ill intentions. I simply want this to be a fair competition, and I want to believe that my idol has genuine talent.” Joan’s tone was sincere and genuine–the crowd seemed to be

“You’re a blessing to the design industry, Miss Palmer. You voiced out your concerns in order to ensure that everyone else’s efforts don’t go to waste, and you

was beyond excited to capture the argument. These were the

lot of conversation. Joan turned around to look at

overthinking the situation.

got concerned after noticing the issue with the

sorry. I’m not an idiot, and I’m able to distinguish women who are simply pretending to be innocent and well–intentioned. I’m

my reputation. I hope that I’ll be able

So, Luna didn’t hesitate to expose the pretentious front that Joan was putting on.

its peak at that point. Everyone

who doesn’t know where she stands. How dare she act all righteous when she was the one who tried to seduce Sean? However, Joan knew that she couldn’t reveal her anger in front of the camera. Sabrina had already given her a warning earlier that day–that she

on then. Instead, she got to her feet before gazing at the camera with a look of hurt and sorrow on her face. “I can apologize right now if that’s what Miss Smith wants. I just really didn’t want my impression of my idol to be ruined. Furthermore, we’re all on the same team–I wouldn’t want to harm her in any way. I shouldn’t have addressed this in public, and I apologize for that. After all, I’m sure every design ever produced feels

south after Abigail’s statements. I

reputation, too. She didn’t hesitate to

me more haters?

meantime, Luna’s expression darkened after both she and Abigail returned

do? I think there was really a mark on the draft that I submitted.” Luna