I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean)

Chapter 902 Breathtaking Design

Time slowly passed until Thanksgiving arrived.

On this day, Abigail also took some time to attend the exhibition. Two exhibitions were held concurrently. The modern fashion exhibition started first, while the one related to historical elements was scheduled for the evening.

Sean escorted Abigail into the venue.

"There's no need to be so nervous. I'm not even three months pregnant yet, but the doctor said I've a stable fetus." Abigail chuckled after sitting down, unable to suppress her amusement.

Sean sat down with a deep breath. "Those big issues arise when people have lowered their guards down." All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

"You're right," Abigail nodded in agreement.

By the time the fashion show commenced, it was already the afternoon. The runway show began at 2.30 p.m.

Abigail couldn't help but smile as she recalled a fashion competition organized by Kevin a long time ago. It was ultimately forced to end because of her conflict with Sean.

Sitting in the audience seats now, Abigail felt like the participation of these emerging designers in the exhibition marked a fresh start for each of them.

Previously, she had mourned the gradual decline of L.Moon, but now she felt quite content.

At least, the fashion design industry was ever-changing, always presenting something new for admiration. While today's fashion was impressive, there was a slight lack of creativity. They were

appealing for everyday wear, but if worn by celebrities for a runway show, they would appear too ordinary.

Abigail felt a bit drowsy and leaned against Sean's shoulder.

Behind them, two people whispered to each other.

"Each year's designs seem to pale in comparison. None of the outfits from last year's show made a splash. Seems to be the same this year."

"Says who?"

Just then, a foreign model stepped onto the stage in a gown.

The gown was themed around peacocks, with delicate mercury-colored fabric adorned with peacock motifs. As the skirt billowed out, it resembled the graceful spread of a peacock's feathers. Additionally, an overlay of sheer chiffon was embellished with green flowers.

It was simple yet exquisitely luxurious.

As the model appeared, the entire audience couldn't help but gasp in admiration.

"This gown is truly remarkable. It must be L.Moon's creation. If there's nothing as outstanding as this afterward, this outfit would definitely nail the grand prize."

"It's definitely this one. There wasn't anything as outstanding as this last year. I bet the celebrities watching the livestream are already in contact with the organizers."

This gown was indeed outstanding. Abigail was captivated by its simplicity and grandeur.

"This dress is beautiful," she said to Sean.

"Should I buy it for you?" Sean immediately suggested.

"Don't do anything unethical. People from the entertainment industry usually watch these shows. Some hotshots would've already reserved the winning outfit," Abigail replied. She admired the gown but wouldn't hinder the development of the company's designers.

She wondered which designer was behind it.

She suddenly felt excited about the upcoming historical fashion show.

After the fashion show ended, Abigail inquired about the designer of the peacock-themed outfit.

The organizers mentioned that someone named Yeezy was the brain behind that outfit, which caught Abigail by surprise.

Yeezy was known as a mature and dignified designer, with her past works often characterized by grace, elegance, and sophistication. It was rare for her to design something that deviated from her aesthetic.

After hanging up the phone, she called Yeezy, who immediately answered. "Hello, Miss Quinn."

She had an exuberant tone, indicating she had received good news.

"That peacock-inspired outfit was truly eye-catching. You're also capable of designing such clothing. It seems that your previous works didn't allow you to fully unleash your potential," Abigail said, her lips curling upward.

"I also wish to contribute to L. Moon," Yeezy replied humbly.

There were too many talented young designers in the past, and she was afraid that deviating from her usual style might not be well-received. Plus, when it came to grace and elegance, L.Moon did

not have that many designers with her level of experience. Sticking to her usual style had always secured her position at L.Moon.

"In fact, combining grace and innovation better aligns with your design style. You could try designing more pieces like that. By the way, how many people have placed orders for your designs?" Abigail asked in a gentle tone.

She would receive a 150 thousand prize for winning first place, but if someone rented the gown, L.Moon wouldn't take a penny of that money.

"Several popular actresses are interested in renting it, and the lowest offer is also 150 thousand," Yeezy's voice was filled with joy.

150 thousand.

Abigail scoffed inwardly.

These actresses in the entertainment industry loved to compete for attention but were reluctant to spend money.

"Don't rent it out, no matter how much they offer. Once it is rented out, it loses its value. Let's wait and see if anyone wants to buy it," Abigail advised.

"Okay. I'll follow your advice." Yeezy was initially tempted but decided to wait a little longer after hearing Abigail's words.

Abigail ended the call, and Sean immediately put her phone away.

"What are you doing?" Abigail wanted to check her Instagram.

"Phones are emitting radiation everywhere today. You should make fewer calls," Sean said earnestly.

He had recently gained knowledge about women getting pregnant.

Abigail sighed. "There's no need to be so vigilant."

"Try to use it less." Sean hugged her and comforted her. "I'll talk to you."

"I'm more interested in knowing how people evaluate Yeezy's dress online." Abigail's heart was pounding in eagerness for the online reviews.

It was like watching a great drama and then rushing to binge-watch clips on video-sharing websites.