Chapter 119 Everything Is Arranged
The top comment that eventually rose to the forefront among netizens posts was–Alana must design live on the broadcast to prove her abilities. Only then will everyone be convinced. Otherwise, Alana doesn’t deserve the prize at all!
Upon seeing that the netizens were still causing a commotion, the director turned to Kevin for
advice.
Kevin, holding a pair of women’s shoes and measuring them, listened to the director’s words and replied with indifference, “Let them make noise. The runway show at 2.00PM will continue. Now, go have lunch and let the models start their makeup without delay.”
The director checked the time; it was almost 100PM. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, “Mr. Stewart, we’re going to trend on the news today if we continue like this.
“Do what I say, and stop the chit–chat! Oh, and tell Nina not to prepare anymore. Kevin put down
the ruler and picked up a wet towel to wipe his hands.
The director, who looked world–weary, left Kevin’s room.
After Abigail and Luna finished their lunch, Kevin brought Nina to their room. He knocked on the door, and Abigail got up to open it. He smiled and looked at her. “Miss Quinn, I’ve brought
someone here to make amends.”
Nina, whom he had pulled inside, had a pale face and drooping shoulders. She had none of the arrogance she had displayed in the morning.
A camera followed them inside.
With a defeated look, Nina gazed at Luna and stammered, “Al… Alana, I didn’t mean to. I was misled when I bought the camera, put it in the peephole of my door, and recorded you. I edited the video to frame you. Her words seemed prepared in advance.
Upon Abigail’s signal, Luna spoke, “I saw that you were about to sell the latest Mila bag on your second–hand trading account. That bag is so exclusive. You can’t buy it with just money; you need
connections, right?”
Kevin’s smile froze for a moment as he did not understand why Luna brought this up.
Nina’s face turned even paler as she quickly exclaimed, “You invaded my private information?!”
“It seems to be true. I asked around about the latest model of the Mila bag and the person who got it firsthand. I don’t know about the others, but I do know a Mr. Graham. How about it? Do you
know him?” Luna raised her chin and continued to inquire.
Kevin took out his phone and quickly sent a message to Sean. He originally intended to edit the shots taken with the camera when he suddenly found a mobile phone live–streaming in the room after hearing Luna’s words.
Abigail saw his reaction and asked calmly, “Informing Mr. Graham about this? Who did Mr.
Graham buy the bag for?”
Nina’s face was as white as a sheet of paper, and she was on the verge of tears when she turned to
look at Kevin. “Mr. Stewart-”
Luna’s gaze turned cold as she said, “Are you taking the fall for someone else? You don’t have to say
- it. I already knew. If you don’t want your design career to be ruined from now on, I suggest you tell
the truth!”
This plan was devised by Abigail from the moment they realized something was amiss this
morning. They started digging into the private information of both Joan and Nina. Abigail never
believed that Nina would willingly take such a big risk to do Joan’s bidding. It must have been Joan
who promised Nina substantial rewards by leveraging her relationship with Sean that made Nina
take such a risk.
Without digging deeper, Abigail would not have realized that Nina, a person with an annual income of just over 15,000, could afford the latest limited–edition Mila bag. Hence, she immediately suspected that it was Sean who bought it for Joan.
Joan provided surveillance cameras and recording pens to Nina as a favor, prompting her to take risks and use them to falsely accuse L.Moon and Alana.
Seeing the live broadcast on the phone, Kevin put down his phone and said, “Miss Smith, why are you doing this?”
A staff member noticed the live broadcast and tried to disconnect it. Abigail immediately stepped forward and pushed the staff away. “What are you trying to do? Are you afraid that the dirty dealings in the program will be exposed?”
Luna looked at Kevin and said sarcastically, “Mr. Stewart, do you remember what you said when you signed the contract with East Joy Talent? You said this program would not disappoint me, but
what has it turned out to be?”
He forced a smile. “I’m actively investigating this matter, and the program team is on your side to
clear your names.”
“I just want to know if Nina was involved with our models, especially Joan, in this matter,” Abigail piped up. She had already made up her mind not to let Joan wear the clothes she designed.
If Sean wanted to protect Joan, she would take drastic measures.
Nina clenched her l*ps tightly and remained silent. Then, Luna walked over to a nearby couch,
crossed her legs, and said with a sly smile, “Miss Lowery, no one can help you out of this today.
Think it over yourself. If you speak up, L.Moon can perhaps overlook past grievances and give you
a chance for employment, allowing you to shine in the design field. If you don’t speak up, who
knows what the future holds?”
With Sean involved, there was no room for a proper discussion. Furthermore, Luna and Abigail
had already decided on their exit strategy when they made use of him.
At first, Nina believed she had a winning hand by conspiring with Joan, but she did not expect the
outcome to be like this.
At that moment, the door opened once again. Sean and Joan came in together, with the woman
hiding behind the man, her eyes still slightly red.
