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

a frosty look and declared loudly, “There’s nothing to see.

and blinked at

livestreaming team, so Luna took a deep breath

in, then.”

Joan and the

exclaimed, looking at the dress on the workstation and putting on a delighted expression for the camera, adding suspense to the show,

needed.

curious about the dress, but the

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

good question, so they

and calmly explained, “Sweet Whispers may sound like a theme about. romance, but I see it as a whisper between flowers. That’s why I came

nodded and then 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 to say something. Still, Abigail assured

bit too

sewing machine hummed,

ten o’clock in the evening, Abigail held the dress and told Luna, “There are

room and work on it. You

days to finish this. What’s the hurry?” Luna

of the sewing

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, holding the half–finished dress in