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.”

‘Sweet Whispers, was clear enough that any

started with their work. If they hadn’t

an initial draft within

her other issues and focus hard

were bright with joy and awe. “You sure are

piece of paper that had been

draft earlier today, and I thought that it was the

all that talented. I only became a model because of your designs. I may not have any talent in your field, but I sure

to be a fake!”

the production crew for the designers had arrived as well. Logically speaking, she wouldn’t have had the chance to switch to a new draft,

great, then. Since there wasn’t any time for her to change her draft, the draft that gets aired

out on 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 has genuine talent.” Joan’s tone was sincere and genuine–the crowd seemed to be fonder of her after

everyone else’s efforts 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 from your

capture the argument. These were the

generate a lot of conversation. Joan turned around

the situation. I’m simply very fond of you,

got concerned after noticing the

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 targeting

I’ll be able to receive an apology

was supporting Joan. So, Luna didn’t hesitate to expose the pretentious front that Joan was

in the room was at its peak at that

reveal her anger in front of the camera. Sabrina had already given

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

how things turned south after Abigail’s statements. I

her reputation, too. She didn’t hesitate to criticize me at all.

me more haters?

darkened after both she and

think there was really a mark

if the

quick to submit her draft earlier. Her ears were

we might have dug

copy that I gave you after that?” Abigail