I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 114 Critical Point

Cameron handed his phone to Sean, and Kevin couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed. Kevin muttered, Hey, I’m right beside you. Can’t I see the news first?

Cameron approached Sean and played the video, and then Kevin huddled closer to Sean. The title

was explosive.

‘Shocking news. The famous designer is actually an exploiter? Assistant creates actual designs and

clothing.

The video showed Abigail exiting Luna’s room with a half–finished dress. Astonishingly, the dress was completed by the following day when it was returned to Luna’s room. Abigail repeated this process for three consecutive days. The video ended with a black screen, but the sounds of a sewing machine continued in the background.

As the sewing machine fell silent, Abigail’s voice began to speak. “There are still many unfinished details. I’ll take this back to my room and work on it. You get some rest.”

“It’s late. We have two days to finish this. What’s the hurry?” Luna’s voice questioned, clearly recorded while being near the device.

It was evident from the varying volumes of their voices that Luna wasn’t beside the sewing

the dress, was close to the sewing machine. Their

continued.

Can you take over if something stops me from finishing

attention in class. Now, I can’t help, and you have to deal with this alone. You might have to buy the designs and hire someone

once we finish this

the video were unmistakably Abigail’s and Luna’s, and

crack. She glared at Abigail, fuming. “This

face. “If they can

can terminate our contracts. I told you they wouldn’t reveal

for a smear campaign

they installed a camera and

angle from which the video was shot. “Nina’s clever. She must have

“How do you

installed in the direction facing her room. Since no one noticed it, she must’ve taken down the peephole and replaced it with a camera.”

it closely. She extended her finger, tapping the peephole’s glass until it popped out. She opened the door and examined the crystal that had fallen. Her brow furrowed, and she picked it up before carefully reinserting it into the peephole. After reattaching the crystal, she returned to the room. She reported, “The hotel did all the renovations

models.”

there were always oversights, and peepholes were

the hotel

“What now?” Luna asked