Chapter 49 Change the Rules
With his phone in his hand, Kevin stiffly turned around and stared at Damon. “What did you just say? You put who and who on the same team?”
“Alana and Joan.” Damon scratched his head sheepishly. “That’s going to boost the show’s popularity, isn’t it?”
Kevin almost fell from his chair, and he felt his brain exploding. Popularity? First, we have to figure out how to survive Sean’s wrath! “Who told you to do that? You can get fired for that, you know that?” Kevin felt his hair stand on end. “Tell the director we’re changing the rules right now.”
Abigail got news about the rule change. The investor would also be a part of the audience judge, and they would take part in the whole competition. The rooms would be rea*signed as well.
“We were supposed to share a room. Now that we have to do things in our own room, it makes
with things complicated for us.” Luna realized this meant trouble for them. If they had to come up
a design separately, they would be exposed easily.
“What’s Kevin doing? We signed the contract and now he comes up with some bullsh*t new rule.”
Abigail frowned. Calmly, she said, “Let’s see what the production team is coming up with. We can come up with a few designs if the rules don’t work in our favor. I’ll get the designs to you
beforehand so once the show starts, you can just use them.”
Luna heaved a long sigh. “Guess that’s our best bet for now.”
The rooms were rea*signed before the night even fell. The corridor was L–shaped, and Abigail was a*signed a room at the corner. It was right beside Luna’s. Abigail checked the time and said, “Nothing to worry about now. It’s time to draw the lots, so let go.”
The ladies came out of their rooms and ran into Joan coming out of the room beside Abigail’s.
Once they locked gazes, Joan quickly huddled closer to Luna. “What a coincidence, Luna. This is
your room? We’ll be seeing each other a lot, then.”
A camera was following Joan. Abigail kept her silence while she tugged on Luna’s hem, telling her to
stay calm. Luna faced the camera and held back her urge to roll her eyes. She nodded with a smile, but she said nothing.
Everyone else was coming out of their rooms and heading to the hall as well. Now that everyone. was present, it was time to split them into groups. The host faced the camera and had the teams
draw lots separately. It was to make sure things were fair.
Each designer would be having a celebrity on their team, and the designer could have an a*sistant
with them. The three would make a team.
Luna put her hands in a prayer. “Please don’t put Joan on my team.”
Abigail smiled in amusement seeing her friend pray so hard.
Soon, it was Luna’s turn. She took a deep breath and went ahead to draw the lot, but she took her
own sweet time before drawing it out. The staff member took a look and announced,
“Congratulations. Miss Joan Palmer, you’re a team with Luna.”
Luna almost cursed, but she put on a formal smile for the camera. “I’ll be in your care now, Miss
Palmer.”
Before the host could say anything, Joan stood up and put a hand over her chest while smiling sweetly. “Alana’s been my idol for a long time. It’s an honor to be on her team.” She looked at Luna.
Luna played along and nodded, then she got down from the stage.
Abigail was a little miffed, and so was Luna. They sat together and listened to everyone chatting and laughing away, their minds buzzing. How did we even get her on our team?
Reminded of Joan’s overly friendly behavior, they realized something. This team is rigged.
