Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail Quinn)

Chapter 23

The young woman’s voice was gentle and calming, and Abigail secretly

applauded the young woman’s beauty. “It’s fine. You look gorgeous today.”

Once she finished, the young woman quickly ran forward to lead the way.

Although she was running in her dress, she still looked irresistibly elegant.

Inside the caravan, she placed the new dress on the bed. When Abigail

glanced at it, she discovered it was also one of her designs.

“It seems like you’re a fan of Alana,” she commented with a smile.

“My manager lent it to me,” the young woman explained embarrassedly.

“Everyone is a fan of Alana.” Joan glanced at Luna, her tone somewhat

flattering.

“Thank you for the compliment, Miss Palmer. Your makeup seems unfitting for

this dress, and I can help you modify the one you’re wearing. I hope you don’t

mind that.” Luna did not let the woman flatter her and put on a professional

attitude.

Since it was a borrowed dress, the young woman might have to pay for it

now that it was in Joan’s possession. Of course, Joan would not mind that

and nodded her head.

Several people started helping Joan out of her dress, and she sat outside,

wrapped in a blanket. Then, Luna closed the door and threw the dress on the

bed before spreading her hands, whispering, “F*ck this! I don’t want to modify

anything for her. Look how smug she looks. I’m already showing my best

manners by not splashing wine on her face.”

However, Abigail swiftly took out her needles and thread from her bag. She

put on her thimble and sat on the bed to start working. “Breathe. Think of it as

charity.”

“Tsk! Isn’t this all because of your bravery after seeing a pretty young woman

getting bullied? I’m on your side! What’s more, you’re dressed up so

beautifully today, yet you didn’t get a chance to show it off on the red carpet.

Have you forgotten today’s task?” Luna helped Abigail adjust the dress, This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

nagging softly.

“I know, I know. We’re here to show off our dresses to get more customers.”

Abigail began her bold modification by cutting off the part with wine stains.

Bowing her head to pluck the feathers from her dress, she sewed them to

Joan’s dress while removing the strap. Then, she used the scraps to create

two pointy ears at the chest. Soon, the original high split maxi dress was now

a cat-inspired feathered short dress.

Once done, she put her things aside and asked Luna to call Joan in.

When Joan changed into the dress, her originally bold look instantly became

more mysterious, and she looked more alluring than before. She seemed to

like the dress a lot because she repeatedly looked at herself in the mirror.

Then, she ran out of the caravan.

She was about to look for Sean but did not expect him to be at the caravan’s

entrance. At first, she thought he had heard the commotion and came here

to look for her, so she excitedly approached him with glistening eyes. “Sean,

how do I look? Alana designed this for me.”

The man merely nodded and responded with a hum. When he saw the bright

color of her dress, his eyes became even darker. He raised his head to look

toward the caravan and saw a thin figure with a delicate purple butterfly

tattoo on her back. With clenched fists, he looked away and ordered Joan,

“You head inside first.”

Hearing that, she pursed her lips, suddenly remembering how Sean gazed at

Abigail and Luna when they first entered the venue. She could not help but

wonder, Does he know that those two are Alana and her assistant? Is he

interested in them?

Since she dared not ask, she smiled and walked toward the venue. After a

few steps, she lost her balance and screamed as she was about to fall. The

man reacted quickly and grabbed her while she wrapped her arms around

his neck,

Abigail and Luna were met with that scene as soon as they came out from

the caravan. Just as Luna was about to cause a scene, Abigail pulled her

past the two without looking at them and headed straight for the venue.

“Why are you pulling me? I’m going to kill those b*stards! Can’t they get a

room? Are they trying to make you feel bad?” Luna was upset on behalf of

her friend.

Abigail gave her a sideways glance. “What will you do next? Let everyone

know Sean dumped me for an influencer? Even if they don’t feel ashamed, I

do!”

Immediately, Luna realized the facts as her eyes dimmed for a moment.

“Once L.Moon becomes an international exclusive fashion studio, I’ll ensure

they will forever be out of our league!”