The Spare Wife 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

“There’s nothing to

and

livestreaming team, so Luna took a deep breath and smiled at

in, then.”

crucial design details. Joan and the livestreaming team

wait to wear it on the runway,” Joan exclaimed, looking at the dress on the

needed.

the camera focused

sat on the couch and smiled at Luna. “I’m curious about how you interpret Sweet Whispers, Luna. This change is marvelous. I might not know much about fashion

streaming team thought it was a good question, so they continued with the

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

to see the progress the changes, but it will only be revealed during the runway

of

one could criticize that. The livestreaming team and Joan left. Abigail looked at Luna and tried to say something. Still, Abigail assured Luna, “It’s probably

a bit too

to work. The sewing machine hummed, and silence settled in, though Luna would occasionally break

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

take this back to my room

two days to finish this. What’s the hurry?” Luna empathized, knowing Abigail

front of the sewing

have no idea what Nina did. Can you take over if something stops me from finishing my design?” Abigail stood