Abigail’s Second Life

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 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 S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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."

The theme, 'Sweet Whispers, was clear enough that any designer who had some experience in the industry would know how to get started with their work. If they hadn't exchanged identities, Abigail would have still been able to produce an initial draft within one hour. All she would've had to do

was to discard her other issues and focus hard for a while.

of my favorite designers! I went to visit Sean last night, and I accidentally stepped on a piece of paper that had been left on the floor beside his shoe rack. I saw a mark on your draft earlier today, and I thought

that talented. I only

to be a fake!"

stared at Abigail without

events of the morning before she nodded. "That's right." Abigail 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 wou be out once we look at

a few times without much change in her expression. She carefully recalled the

she hadn't missed out on anything before she spoke

this isn't the truth, then there's nothing I have to worry about. I don't have

competition, and I want to believe that my idol has genuine talent." Joan's tone was sincere and

woman. "You're a blessing to the design industry, Miss Palmer.

don't go to waste, and you tried to make sure that this show proceeds in a rightful manner. I think that's a fantastic move

that would generate a lot of conversation. Joan turned around to look at Luna, who had been silent for a while. "I'm not overthinking the situation. I'm simply very fond of

got concerned after noticing the issue with

idiot, and I'm able to distinguish women who are simply pretending to be innocent and

hope that I'll be able to receive an apology

afraid to offend Joan or the wealthy figure who was supporting Joan. So, Luna didn't hesitate to exp Abigail

peak at that point. Everyone began to

themselves

all attempted to guess what Luna would do. Joan was fuming on the inside! Luna is the one who doesn't know where she stands. How dare she act all righteous when she was the one who tried to sedu front

her temper. If Joan lost her temper, she would be fulfilling Luna's wishes!

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