Chapter 110


    Chapter 110 The Show’s Arranged


    Abigail had an unsettling feeling about the situation. She suspected that whatever Nina had done. earli


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    er that morning could affect the oue of thepetition.


    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 thepetition starts. We don’t have time to figure out what Nina did,” Abigai


    l said calmly. “We’ll deal with it as ites. There’s nothing to be afraid of. So far, everything’s going ac


    cording to n, right?”


    Luna looked at Abigail with concern. “Except for whatever Nina did this morning.”


    “We have no way of finding out what she did. Specting 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 someo


    ne might interfere with her design process. If she couldn’tplete 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


    Luna gave


    her a frosty look and dered loudly, “There’s nothing to see. It’s not even finished yet.”


    Abigail turned around and blinked at Luna.


    Joan hade with the livestreaming team, so Luna took a deep breath and smiled at Joan. “Come


    in, then.”


    The production team would avoid capturing anything inappropriate and skip over crucial design details.


    Joan and the livestreaming team entered. They asked Luna about her ideas regarding the clothing cha


    nges.


    “It’s beautiful. I can’t wait to wear it on the runway,” Joan eximed, looking at the dress on the worksta


    tion and putting on a delighted expression for the camera, adding suspense to the show, as


    needed.


    The audience was curious about the dress, but the camera focused on Luna. Only a corner of the


    dress was shown. The livestream should’ve ended at this point, but Joan 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 design, but this altered dress impresses me


    .”


    The live streaming team thought it was a good question, so they continued with the live stream.


    Luna turned to the camera and calmly exined, “Sweet Whispers may sound like a theme about. rom


    ance, but I see it as a whisper between flowers. That’s why I came up with these changes.”


    Joan nodded and then addressed the camera, saying, “I’m sure you’re eager to see the progress the c


    hanges, but it will only be revealed during the runway show. Please stay tuned, everyone.”


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    She was professional, and no one could criticize that. The livestreaming team and Joan left. Abigail loo


    ked at Luna and tried to say something. Still, Abigail assured Luna, “It’s probably the production team’s


    arrangement. Don’t overthink it.”


    “I’m a bit too nervous,” Luna admitted.


    Abigail smiled and got back to work. The sewing machine hummed, and silence settled in, though Luna


    would asionally break it.


    At ten o’clock in the evening, Abigail held the dress and told Luna, “There are still a lot of


    unfinished details. I’ll take this back to my room and work on it. You get some rest.”


    “It’ste. We have two days to finish this. What’s the hurry?” Luna empathized, knowing Abigail had


    been sitting in front of the sewing machine all day.


    “I can’t afford to waste time. We have no idea what Nina did. Can you take over if something stops me f


    rom finishing my design?” Abigail stood up, holding the half–finished dress in her hands.


    “I should’ve paid more attention in ss. Now, I can’t help, and you have to deal with this alone. You ha


    ve toe up with the design and modifications,” Luna said, a little miffed.


    Abigail held the dress with one hand and gently patted Luna’s face with the other. “Don’t worry. Get


    some sleep. We’ll livefortably once we finish this and win the prize.”


    Luna felt reassured and rxed.


    Abigail came out of Luna’s room holding the dress. She made sure no one was around, then hurried to


    her room.


    Abigail came out of Luna’s room holding the dress. She made sure no one was around, then


    hurried to her room.


    Unbeknownst to her, Nina had cracked her door open slightly and witnessed Abigail’s secretive return t


    o her room. There was a glint of intrigue in Nina’s eyes. Taking this risk had led her to


    uncover a hidden secret


    She closed the door and texted Joan, The drama will happen during the runway show. It’s going to


    be spectacr!