I Want a Divorce
Posted on February 04, 2025 · 0 mins read
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Chapter 115: Sean Calms Things Down

Luna scoffed. “You dare call yourself my fan? You publicly defamed my assistant and baselessly accused her of obtaining the competition’s theme ahead of time. Now, you’ve fabricated this evidence to pressure me into confessing to something I never did. I’ve never encountered such a ‘fan’ before.”

Nina said, “I think what happened last time wasn’t slander either. You do have a capable assistant, after all.” She gave Abigail a knowing glance.

Abigail responded coolly, “Would you care to elaborate on my competence? I don’t recall having any special privileges to access the competition’s theme ahead of others.”

Without a direct answer, Nina simply smiled, crossed her arms, and said, “I think everyone understands what I’m implying.”

Abigail said firmly, her voice quiet but authoritative, “Miss Lowery and Miss Palmer, you have slandered us twice. If the truth proves our innocence, you should both consider leaving the industry. And Miss Palmer, you’ve also defamed Alana twice. If we are proven innocent, you owe her an apology.”

Joan sneered dismissively. “This is none of your concern, insignificant assistant.”

Abigail regarded her coldly. “Seeing someone like you wearing Alana’s creations is an insult to her. That’s why I criticized you. Do you have a problem with that?”

The majority of the livestream audience seemed to side with Joan and Nina. Comments included:

‘Alana is so stubborn. They have audio and video evidence. How can she be so arrogant?’

‘Previous livestreams made it obvious. Alana’s designs were already prepared; she rarely showed actual work on camera.’

‘Yeah, I thought she worked faster, but clearly she had drafts ready. I wonder which designer she bought them from.’

‘Alana’s fans must be disgusted.’

‘Her assistant probably hooked up with Sean. Didn’t Nina say that? Sean must be involved. She used her connections to cheat.’

The livestream reached peak viewership. Numerous prominent streamers shared it, making it a top trend.

Kevin showed Sean a video. “They’re claiming Abigail cheated.”

Sean asked coldly, “Are you still wrapped up in this drama?”

Kevin quickly responded, “I’ll instruct websites to take down these allegations.”

Sean’s gaze sharpened. “Are you daft? The livestream is ongoing! Websites?!” He shot Kevin a stern look and stood up.

“Oh, right,” Kevin said, lightly knocking his head. He called the show’s director.

Cameron followed Sean anxiously. “Are you going to help them, sir?”

Sean instructed, “Your task is to locate the original video and analyze it.” Then he left.

Kevin, finishing his call, instructed Cameron, “See if the video is edited. If so, we can prove their innocence.” Professional agencies could determine if a video was edited; proving a fake video would prove the women’s innocence.

Cameron began working. Kevin watched the video; the crowd was still arguing. He looked toward Nina’s room, where Sean was standing behind the crowd. Sean noticed Kevin squinting at Nina’s room and approached him. “Did you see something?”

“Someone brought their own camera onto the set,” Kevin informed him.

A staff member shouted, “Mr. Graham! Mr. Stewart!”

The shout silenced the director, who was arguing with Nina. Everyone’s attention turned to Sean and Kevin. Kevin cleared his throat, about to speak, but Sean acted first.

Joan looked at Sean. “I invited Alana because I admired her designs. I can’t believe she’s a fraud.”

Luna calmly responded, “Do you have evidence to support that?”

Joan insisted, “The video clearly shows she bought designs.”

Sean met her gaze. “We haven’t confirmed the video’s authenticity. Why are you all acting as judge and jury before the truth is known?”

Even if Abigail and Luna were deceiving, that was for the production team. The designers and models should remain in their rooms and await the outcome.

Kevin added, “You’re participants, nothing more. You can’t decide Alana and her assistant’s fate.”

Discomfort filled the room. Sean looked at Abigail, who remained composed, making him wonder if she’d anticipated his support.


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