Chapter 126 Don't Speak if You Don't Know How

A discreet Bugatti parked in front of Abigail, and she approached it with a cold expression. He welcomed her with a slit of the door, which she opened and then looked at him. "Aren't you going

home?"

"Get in," Sean said impatiently in a chilly tone.

She bent down and got into the car. As soon as she closed the door, he grabbed her wrist. "What are

you doing?" She was about to struggle.

His eyes contained a trace of anger as he stared at her. Even without speaking, his presence made her gradually quiet down. Inside the narrow compartment, the streetlights outside illuminated through the windows. The shadows and light on his face created a stark contrast, making his aura even more intimidating.

Abigail's heart tightened slightly. She looked at him as her lips pressed tightly.

Sensing that she was somewhat afraid of him, Sean relaxed his grip. "What were you discussing

with them?"

"I don't need to report to you, do I?" She steadied her mind.

He reached out and placed his hand on the back of her neck, his entire palm touching her slender

forced her to lean closer to him. She saw the coldness in his deep eyes, and her body

the breach of contract penalty. Understand?"

Abigail asked while maintaining her composure. "I had a frank and open dinner with them, and you think I'm cheating on

he heard her words. He released her neck and instead pinched her chin. Then, he kissed her

spoke calmly, "Is it my fault that the

ever thought why Anthony gave you that

partners," she replied with a

you 'Abby,' and him thinking of you as a white lily for years.

overthinking it."

his sarcastic tone. She shook Sean's hand away and spoke coldly, "I'm not you. Don't use your moral

moral standards of

car seat, she looked out the window. "Have you explained the situation with Joan and the bag to the public yet? People are

His words were drowned

clearly, nor did

them suddenly fell silent, and Sean glanced at Abigail,

fine

a pang of

want children so badly? Can't you live without them?" He continued to

him. "Can we stop talking about that? Have a kid, don't have a kid, do whatever you want. Plus, I don't want to bear

turning red, Sean immediately said sternly, "You're about to cry after just

words."

Abigail suppressed her

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