I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

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.”

clear enough that any designer who had some

would know how to get started with their work. If they hadn’t exchanged identities,

been able to produce an initial draft within one

discard her other issues and focus hard for a

were bright with joy and awe. “You sure

a piece of paper that had been left on

on your draft earlier today, and I

twisted her face into one of dejection as she continued speaking. “I was worried that the designer I admired wasn’t actually all that talented. I only became a model because of your

to be a fake!”

even after all that Joan had said. “When you met her today, the production crew for the designers had arrived as well. Logically speaking, she wouldn’t have had the

her to change her draft, the draft that gets aired would certainly have

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 a fair competition, and I want to believe that my idol

concerns in order to ensure that everyone else’s efforts don’t go to waste, and you tried to

was beyond excited to capture the argument. These were the

of conversation. Joan turned around to look at Luna, who

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

concerned after noticing the issue with the

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 women who are simply pretending to be innocent and well–intentioned. I’m fine if you’re

my reputation. I hope that I’ll be able

and the truth is out.” Luna 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

at its peak at

couldn’t reveal her anger in front of the camera.

knew that her smile would only seem forced if 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 apologize right now if that’s what Miss Smith wants. I just really didn’t want my impression of my idol to 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 there was a grim

after Abigail’s statements.

hesitate to criticize me at

me more haters?

meantime, Luna’s expression darkened after both she and

think there was really a mark

she would accidentally expose something if the filming crew

submit her draft earlier. Her ears were ringing then.

but it just feels like we might have dug our own graves, she

about the copy that I gave you after that?” Abigail tried her best