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.”

that any designer who had

get started with their work. If they hadn’t

to produce an initial draft within

issues and focus hard

with joy and awe. “You sure are one of my favorite designers! I went

on a piece of paper that had been

on your draft earlier today, and I thought that it was the

actually all that talented. I only became a model because of your designs. I may not have any talent in your field, but I sure do look up to you, Miss Smith! Not only that, but I would be so shocked if

to be a fake!”

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

time for her to change her draft, the draft that gets aired would

She carefully recalled the sequence of events earlier that 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 fonder of her after hearing

your concerns in order to ensure that everyone else’s efforts don’t go to waste, and you tried to make sure that this show proceeds in a rightful manner.

excited to capture the

generate a lot of conversation. Joan turned around

the situation. I’m simply very fond of you, Miss

after noticing the

her. “I’m sorry. I’m not an idiot, and I’m able to distinguish women who are

hope that I’ll be

So, Luna didn’t hesitate to expose the pretentious front that Joan was putting on. After that, she let out a scoff

its peak at that point. Everyone began

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 had to contain her emotions and not lose her temper. If Joan lost her temper, she

seem forced if she attempted to put one 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 like a precious gem to the designers themselves.” Joan bowed to the camera, but there was a grim look in her eyes when she turned away from

south after Abigail’s statements. I hadn’t

with her reputation, too. She didn’t hesitate to criticize me at all. Wouldn’t that

me more haters?

both

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