I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 257 She’s Not Even Mad

Kevin chimed in, “What kind of seafood is it? Tell me about it so I can bring some back to try too.”

Abigail asked Ronaldo with a smile, “Would you mind if I send him some as well?”

“What’s with the formality? It’s been given to you, so it’s yours to do with as you please,” replied Ronaldo generously.

Sean hung up the phone, saying, “Mr. Fernandez, please lead the way.”

After checking the room and making sure there was nothing left behind, Abigail was about to pick up her suitcase. However, Sean happened to be near the suitcase, so he reached out and took it before catching up with Ronaldo.

After hesitating for a moment, Abigail eventually followed them in silence.

“Let’s get out through the back door with me. Considering Mr. Davidson’s fame, there’ll be more than a swarm of paparazzi,” said Ronaldo as he led them toward the elevator accessible only to

the hotel’s staff.

“Okay,” replied Abigail.

from Mr. Davidson’s fan today. You’re

business–related pleasantries before, but today’s incident seemed to have added a touch of friendship to their partnership. “In that case… will there be any problems later?” He appeared

of someone being quoted out of context. Even innocent people find it hard to prove their innocence, and netizens‘ emotions are easily stirred by false narratives. L.Moon will deal with today’s incident, so

than usual,

Kevin cleared his throat.

suitcase, but he said nothing in the

at Kevin. “Do you have a

here in Eastbay. I

nonetheless offered him an

of you, Ms. Quinn,

from Eric’s number. She clutched the phone and took a

Eric’s reputations. Our company is sincerely sorry for that. May I ask if

right; Eric’s phone has indeed fallen

voice coming through the phone. “Who gave you the right to touch my phone?!” After

on the spot. I just wonder what he’ll think about it.” A unilateral clarification of the situation from Abigail’s side meant that Eric would have to face the consequences of