Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 110 The Show's Arranged

Abigail had an unsettling feeling about the situation. She suspected that whatever Nina had done. earlier that morning could affect the outcome of the competition.

Abigail and Luna returned to their room, and Luna paced around, scratching her head. "I'm panicking. What should I do?" The fear of uncertainty was weighing on Luna. "Only two more days until the competition starts. We don't have time to figure out what Nina did," Abigail said calmly. "We'll deal with it as it comes. There's nothing to be afraid of. So far, everything's going acc Luna looked at Abigail with concern. "Except for whatever Nina did this morning."

"We have no way of finding out what she did. Speculating won't help us. What we need to focus on is making enough changes just in case something affects the results," Abigail replied, worried that someone she wouldn't have any results to show.

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation. Luna looked at it, and Abigail quickly cleared

the coffee table before answering the door.

Joan stood outside, wearing a friendly smile. "Luna mentioned that the shirt's been altered, so I've

come to take a look."

Luna gave

"There's nothing to

and blinked

team, so Luna took

in, then."

over crucial design details. Joan and the livestreaming team entered. They asked Luna about her ideas regarding the clothing chang "It's beautiful. I can't wait to wear it on the runway," Joan exclaimed, looking at the dress on the workstation and putting on a delighted expression for the camera, adding

needed.

but the camera

shown. The livestream should've ended at this point, but Joan sat on the couch and smiled at Luna. "I'm curious about how you interpret Sweet Whispers, Luna. This change is marvelous. I might not

live streaming team thought it was a good question, so they continued

it as a whisper between flowers. That's why I came up with these changes." Joan nodded and then addressed the camera, saying, "I'm sure you're eager to see the

of

one could criticize that. The livestreaming team and Joan left. Abigail looked at Luna and tried to say something. Still, Abigail assured Luna, "It's probably the production team's

to work. The sewing machine hummed, and silence settled in, though Luna would occasionally break

held the dress and told Luna, "There are still a lot of sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

I'll take this back to my room

finish this. What's the

front of

did. Can you take over if something stops me from finishing my design?" Abigail stood

help, and you have to deal with this alone. You have to