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

a frosty look and declared loudly, "There's nothing to see. It's

and

team, so Luna took

in, then."

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 suspense to the

needed.

dress, but the camera focused on Luna. Only a corner of

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

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

"Sweet Whispers may sound like a theme about. romance, but I see it as a whisper between flowers. That's why I came up with these changes." Joan nodded and then addressed

of

no one could criticize that. The livestreaming team and Joan left. Abigail looked at Luna and tried to say something. Still,

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

ten o'clock in the evening, Abigail held the dress and told Luna, "There are still a lot of sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

back to my room and work on it. You get some

late. We have two days to finish this. What's the hurry?"

in front of

can't afford to waste time. We have no idea what Nina did. Can you take over if something stops me from finishing my design?" Abigail stood up,

to deal with this alone. You