Chapter 204 I Am Alana
After a moment of confusion among the guests, they shifted their attention toward the stage entrance, following the host’s gaze.
Abigail adjusted her gown one last time as she took slow, graceful steps forward in her high heels.
As she appeared in front of everyone, apart from the host arranged by Cameron, who came forward to hand her the microphone, the others in the production crew began to engage in hushed discussions.
When Abigail caught sight of the dazed expression on Luna’s face, she gave her a faint smile before walking toward the center of the stage.
Hello, everyone. I’m Abigail, better known as Miss Smith’s assistant, Miss Quinn. And I’m also L.Moon’s designer, Alana.”
To her surprise, her introduction did not brighten Lexie’s expression at all.
The show hosts, however, reacted quickly and enthusiastically welcomed her.
Yet, her confession didn’t sit well with netizens.
‘If she’s a designer, why hide behind an assistant’s facade? Is it fun fooling everyone? L.Moon Studio really makes me sick!’
‘It’s probably for the sake of publicity. She’s really something else. Does she enjoy fooling the fans and everyone?’
‘I hate this kind of publicity stunt. I even feel like L.Moon is pulling Lexie along for the ride just for today’s attention. For a studio to keep trending time and again, you can’t deny they have a knack for marketing. They’ve mastered the art to gain fame on the internet.
Although Abigail was unaware of the netizens’ current sentiments, she was prepared for their reactions.
“I’ve been using the pseudonym Alana for many years. I never wanted to show my face, but I chose to meet everyone as an assistant because I wanted to put my entire focus on my designs,” she continued saying with the microphone in hand.
The hosts nodded, looking like bobbleheads. None of them dared to interrupt her at such a crucial moment.
Just then, Abigail turned to look at Lexie, her face carrying a sense of apology. “I’m sorry, Ms. Chambers. It wasn’t our intention to hide this from you. But L.Moon has always prioritized design. It didn’t help that I felt overwhelmed after several instances where the studio trended on social media. That’s why I decided to keep my identity hidden.”
As Lexie examined the gown that Abigail was wearing, she found that it appeared simple but still bore the unique design style of Alana.
“You could have told me in advance. I wouldn’t have invited Luna to the show if I was made aware of your circumstances,” she said calmly. It was obvious that she wasn’t about to accept Abigail’s apology just like that.
I’m just a designer. Being on television or participating in a show is not something I want to do. However, I also understand that one cannot avoid such exposure in this industry if they want to establish themselves,” Abigail explained slowly.
Lexie leaned back in her chair and didn’t bother responding.
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