Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 245: Chapter 246 Abigail Perry’s Suicide

Even if Abigail Perry blindly followed before, she now realized something was terribly wrong.

Holding her phone, her entire body started to shake violently again, crouching in fear, clutching her head tightly.

"You..." Her throat muscles trembled, and even her words of accusation were barely coherent, "Why did you do this..."

She had been played...

Only now did Abigail Perry’s rational mind tell her that she had been fooled.

What had she been doing these days?

She held her head, despairing, thinking, What have I done?

I’ve committed a crime...

I’m going to die...

"Are you blaming me?" the man said softly, his tone as gentle as a sigh, "...But these days, haven’t you been happy?"

You deceived me! Who are you!

Silence prevailed for a while, and then the man’s voice rang out again, but the tenderness in his tone had vanished, replaced by a certain indifferent aloofness, "Just a game. Who knew you would take it

A g-game?

intensely as if pricked by a needle; she couldn’t believe

it possibly be just

the brink

could this

survival of a company, even fate—are they merely

demon." These words were squeezed out almost through gritted teeth, Abigail cursed in agitation, "You demon! May you not die a good death, may you

tedious curses, hung up the phone, and with a graceful lift of his hand, blacklisted Abigail

leisurely took a sip of coffee, and lazily basked in the

happening miles away

greatest skill was toying with

this small gift as a punishment for your defiance against me. After all, who told you not to listen

his thick eyelashes, his eyes shimmering, gazing at the photo he copied from Ryan Smith’s phone a few days ago, and

you should return to your brother’s side, haven’t we already agreed on