Chapter 156 You Don't Deserve Trust

Sean returned to his room and found Abigail in the shower. He decided to grab a book to read.

Just then, his phone started ringing.

When he picked it up, he saw an unfamiliar number, but one that he still recognized. He immediately answered, his voice lacking its usual coldness.

"Hello, why are you calling me?" he inquired.

"Do you know what happened to Joan on set? For Abigail, you left her, and now the crew is deliberately bullying her! She fell from high up and nobody cared about her!" The voice on the other end was seething with anger.

Sean clenched his phone. "Is she at the hospital now?"

"How dare you ask me that? Low should I know?" the voice shot back, furious.

"I'll call the set and find out," Sean said, letting the person vent their frustration. Then, he Cameron a message on WhatsApp.

sent

"Sean, if something happens to Joan, I'll destroy you and myself!" The man then hung up at once.

Sean hurried downstairs without explaining his sudden departure to Dahlia.

rush..." Dahlia mumbled to

there was no sign of Sean. She

completion of half of

he might not be at the house and

Joan's situation that called him

noon, Abigail was in her room. She sent messages to

calls, and

you can have the driver pick you up over there." Sean's tone was laced with a touch of indifference. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

Whose time are you wasting? You can't even stay overnight! Are you in such a hurry to meet your little fling?" Abigail's chest heaved with

have I ever wasted your time? I have things to attend to. Can't a

running off to see your little fling? If you're so eager to go be with her,

abo Fine! Once I finish my business, we'll go through with it! Since you don't believe me at all, I don't see why we should continue

you has no right to be trusted!" Abigail

anger.

foolishly, that Sean really wanted to work on

in front of Cornelie, and didn't divorce her despite Colby's words, he wanted to change

and planned to change

came in with a pitcher of

a drink," Dahlia said gently, placing the beautiful glass pitcher on

don't feel like coming downstairs for lunch, I'll bring it up to

thank you," Abigail

the table, poured herself

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