The Spare Wife

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.”

enough that any

with their work. If they hadn’t exchanged identities,

able to produce an initial draft within one hour.

other issues and focus hard for a

with joy and awe. “You sure are one of

night, and I accidentally stepped on a piece of paper that had

your draft earlier today, and I thought that

was worried that the designer I admired wasn’t 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

to be a fake!”

the production crew for the designers had arrived as well. Logically speaking, she wouldn’t have had the chance to switch to a

chuckle. “That’s great, then. Since there wasn’t any time for her to change her draft, the draft that gets

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

voiced out your concerns in order to ensure that everyone else’s efforts don’t go to waste, and

excited to capture the argument.

that would generate a lot of conversation. Joan turned

for a while. “I’m not overthinking the situation. I’m simply very fond of you, Miss Smith.

concerned after noticing the issue with

got to her feet and came face–to–face with Joan while beaming at her. “I’m sorry. I’m not an idiot, and I’m able to distinguish

I’ll be able to receive

didn’t care about how other people perceived her, and she wasn’t afraid to offend Joan or the wealthy figure who was supporting Joan. So, Luna didn’t hesitate to expose the pretentious front that Joan was

tension in the room was at its peak at that point. Everyone began to

the one 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

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

south after Abigail’s

to

me more haters?

expression darkened after both she and Abigail

I think there was really a