I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 56 Did Something Alright

And now that’s the very reason this woman is mocking me. Abigail smirked. She quietly served the coffee to Joan. Only then did she stop whining. Despite her awkwardness, Abigail managed to get some of her measurements. Joan then languidly walked to the bathroom for a shower.

While she was doing that, Abigail went to a corner and texted Luna. ‘How’s it going on your end?‘

Luna texted a reply with three dots before adding, ‘Take a guess.‘ She could bluff her way out of any situation and praise Abigail’s designs to high heavens, but it had been years since she made a drawing, and her skills had deteriorated to nil. Even if she could make something, it wouldn’t be

outstanding, and that would be a hit to Alana’s reputation.

Even through the phone, Abigail could imagine the look on Luna’s face. She stood up and tucked the tape away, then she knocked on the door. “Miss Smith needs my help. Once you’re done, knoćk on my door. I’ll take the remainder of your measurements.”

Taking her measurements is not a top priority; the draft is. I need to get back and deal with the

draft first.

Joan said nothing but didn’t stop her. She’s giving me attitude? When they get stumped on the

design, she’ll be begging for my help.

Taking her silence as agreement, Abigail left the room and took a deep breath when she was

outside. She had decided to seek Sean out and ask for the draft she left behind. First, she had no

two, she was too annoyed to

someone like Joan. That woman was not

hesitation, then she texted Sean and asked if he was in

Sean didn’t answer.

couldn’t stay in the corridor for too long, or the camera might catch her. She went

her shoes,

and she froze. I couldn’t even find it last night no matter how much I

dirty so she patted it, yet she couldn’t clean off the mark. She couldn’t be bothered with it and

in her room, calling Kevin. Anger was festering within her, but she held it back. “Mr. Stewart. We just want to take her measurements, and my has

with us, how should

assist

and Abigail were friends,

there’s always tomorrow.”

a rich backer, and now that Joan had Sean backing her, she was probably as haughty as hell. She

Luna spun her

temples throbbing. “What did you promise me when you invited me, Mr. Stewart?” Just the thought of Abigail getting tripped up by

with rage.

doing letting that b*tch give

other, he had to deal with Sean’s lover. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place. If

Joan, Sean would demand an explanation from

pushovers? You rigged the team composition and forced us to team up, and now she’s slowing

never have joined!”

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