I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 368 Facing the Darkness.

Sean stopped him by saying, “They brought this upon themselves. What are you going to do?”

Kevin looked at him and asked with a smile, “Are you sure about this?”

Sean darted an impassive glance at him before letting go of his sleeve.

“Alright, then. I’ll check it out first,” Kevin commented as he followed Sean.

Meanwhile, Eric was surrounded by several investors. Even Tristan Stuart, the show’s director, was annoyed. “The show hasn’t even started, and the two of you are already causing trouble,” he grumbled. “Alana, your being a no-show has already upset everyone, but instead of drinking with everyone to apologize, you actually spilled Mr. Larson’s drink, huh?”

“It was my doing. Why are you blaming it on her? Eric asked with a cold expression.

The amusement on Tristan’s shrewd face grew. “Eric, your family doesn’t allow you to offend so many people like this to stick up for someone.”

Just as Eric was about to make a retort, Abigail suddenly asked, “Mr. Stuart, are you suggesting that I need to apologize to everyone with a drink for each person?”

“Apologizing with a drink would have sufficed earlier, but not now,” Tristan replied slowly.

Abigail’s expression was cold as she asked with a sardonic smile, “Well then, what should I do

now?”

“We booked the hotel and the meals in advance last time, but the production team’s budget was wasted because you failed to turn up. The appearance fees for these celebrities are all paid by these big shots. I know your studio is

how about this? You stay behind after dinner, and I’ll take time talking to you about it,”

this point, everyone understood these people’s

with immoral behavior, but this

drink from him and splashed it onto his face. “Do you still

was gloomy as he produced a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped. the liquor off his face. Then, he gritted out through clenched teeth, “If you insist on sticking up for Alana, then I can do

said, “Mr. Stuart, I’ve

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silent at

Tristan with contempt and continued. “Are you all considering this evening’s party your personal playground? Pray tell, which of you here wants to sleep with

uttered a

“What are you guys waiting here for?

grabbed Abigail’s hands and held them behind her back, she looked up at Tristan coldly, saying. “Do you really think the recorded material wasn’t uploaded in real time? Even

disappear from the design industry!” Tristan’s eyes

relatively polite toward him. After all, the Davidsons were in

the staff member holding onto Abigail was suddenly grabbed by the throat and forcefully

the crowd and looked at everyone with a sarcastic smile. “I thought it was some exclusive party, but it turns out that this is a sex party

toward Sean, who was standing beside her. Truth be told, his presence surprised

her?” he asked indifferently while wiping his hands with a handkerchief after

lips pressed together. In reality, he had already called

evident that this was specifically aimed

kicked Tristan directly in the stomach with a

immediately pulled him

TV station. Mr. Graham, if

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