Chapter 40

The next day.

When Abigail woke up, she found that the person who was sleeping beside

her had left already.

“Oh, Abigail. You’re awake.” After hearing the sound of the bedroom door

opening, Ana lise got up from the couch and headed into the kitchen to warm

up her granddaughter’s breakfast.

“Where’s Sean?” Abigail combed through her disheveled hair with her fingers.

The pair of leather shoes by the door was missing.

“Sean went out to buy breakfast and left right after. Before he left, he said to

remind you to have your breakfast when you wake up.”

Ana lise brought out a hearty sandwich and a gla*s of warm milk from the

kitchen. Then, she looked at Abigail expectantly. “How are things going with

you two?”

Well, the sun must’ve risen from the west this morning today. The

cold-blooded businessman has learned how to take care of someone else.

Ana lise had to repeat her question before Abigail snapped out of her

thoughts. She bit down on the sandwich and muttered, “Well… same old

same old.”

“Look at how well Sean takes care of you. You’ve been married for three years

now. When are you two going to have a baby…”

Upon seeing that Ana lise was about to start urging her to have a baby again,

Abigail downed the gla*s of milk and ran to the door with the sandwich in

hand.

“I’m going to be late for work, Grandma. I’ll get going now. Take good care of

yourself. I’ll come home at noon to make you lunch.”

Abigail grabbed her purse from the hallway and opened the door.

“Abigail! Why, this girl.” Ana lise quickly called out to Abigail, but as Abigail

closed the door, her voice was cut off.

Abigail took a deep breath before driving to her office.

As soon as she opened the door to the studio, Luna came up to her. “Just in

time, Abigail. I was just about to call you and ask you why you weren’t

responding to my texts.”

“What’s the matter?”

Abigail put her bag away and eyed an excited Luna curiously.

“Take a look at Twitter yourself.”

Luna waved her phone. She couldn’t hide her excitement.

Puzzled, Abigail checked Twitter, only to find that the official announcement

from the production team of Top Designer had topped the trending list. It was

even labeled as the hottest news.

She glanced through the announcement. It was a brief statement

announcing the fact that Alana would be joining the panel as a special guest,

as well as a summary of the program.

“Did you see it, Abigail? Our studio is on the trending list too!”

Luna shook Abigail by the shoulders in exhilaration. The two of them had

sla ved away night after night so that the studio could achieve such success.

Abigail patted Luna on the shoulder before checking the comments.

The commenters left mixed feedback regarding the special guest.

‘This studio isn’t an international brand, right? I don’t think I’ve heard of them

before.’

‘I bought an evening gown from L.Moon before! They have exquisite designs

and my gown flowed beautifully. Looking forward to the program!’

‘I heard that Alana’s designs are all one of a kind. She never repeats any of

her designs. Let me see just how great of a designer she is.’

The comments were divided. L.Moon was a high-end brand with a niche

following, but they were now able to get their name out there to the ma*ses

with the help of the program. If they could seize this chance to promote the

brand well, their reputation would surely soar to even greater heights.

Once Abigail was done reading through Twitter, Luna piped up with sparkling

eyes, “If we can successfully raise L.Moon’s profile this time, we’ll be buried in

new orders…”

Looks like you’re imagining yourself being buried in money already, Abigail

thought to herself.

“By the way, don’t forget to log into Alana’s Twitter account and respond to

the announcement.”

Amid her glee, Luna didn’t forget about work.

“Oh. That’s right.” Abigail switched to the Twitter account that belonged to

Alana. As she got ready to respond to the announcement, she started

reading it more seriously.

Immediately, she noticed something.

A familiar name was listed second in the official list of selected models.

“Did Kevin tell you that Joan is one of the main models?”

After a moment of silence, Abigail showed her screen to Luna.

When discussing the collaboration, Kevin only mentioned that three of the

main models would be listed at the top of the list.

Abigail didn’t think that Joan would be one of them.

“Nope! He didn’t even mention it.”

Luna stared at the screen in confusion. The moment she saw the list, her

expression darkened. “What do they mean by this? Are they trying to disgust

us on purpose?”

Abigail didn’t respond. She fl*pped through the comments again, and soon,

she spotted Joan’s Twitter account.

She clicked on Joan’s profile. Joan’s pinned tweet included two photos of her

with someone else, as well as a photo of an exquisite meal.

From the angle of her photos, one could tell that she was leaning against a

man’s shoulders with a look of absolute bliss.

The person in the photos with her was even more eye-catching. He had a tall

nose and an indifferent gaze. Even though only his side profile could be seen,

it was easy enough for people to identify him as Sean Graham, the president

of Graham International.

In the photos, Joan’s fair neck was a little pink, fueling everyone’s imagination.

Although it wasn’t extremely obvious, the keen eyes of the commenters on

Twitter spotted it.

Abigail’s face hardened. She looked at the comments.

The commenters were all stirred up. Her tweet had almost as many

comments as the production team’s official announcement, and the number

was steadily rising. Everyone was praising her for her good looks, gorgeous

figure, and great talent.

Two comments received the most likes.

‘Miss Gorgeous is already the future wife of the company president, but she’s

still working so hard on her career. Best of luck!’

‘I heard a rumor saying that Sean Graham invested a ton of money in the

program just so she can get on it. I’m guessing that this program was made

to promote her. Isn’t it wonderful to be so loved by someone?’