I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

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 according to plan, right?”

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 might interfere with her design process. If she couldn’t complete her clothing designs,

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

and declared loudly, “There’s nothing to see. It’s

and blinked at

come with the livestreaming team, so Luna took a deep breath and smiled

in, then.”

crucial design details. Joan and the livestreaming team entered. They

Joan exclaimed, looking at the dress on the workstation and putting on a

needed.

curious about the dress, but the camera focused on Luna.

the couch and smiled at Luna. “I’m curious about how you interpret Sweet Whispers, Luna. This change is

team thought it was a good question,

about. romance, but I see it as a whisper between flowers. That’s why I

addressed the camera, saying, “I’m sure you’re eager to see the progress the changes,

of

livestreaming team and Joan left. Abigail looked at Luna and tried

bit too nervous,” Luna

machine hummed, and silence settled in, though

held the dress and told Luna, “There

my room

this. What’s the hurry?” Luna

in front of the

time. We have no idea what Nina did. Can you take over if something stops me from finishing my design?” Abigail stood up, holding the half–finished