I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chatper 368

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

stay behind after dinner, and I’ll take time talking to you about it,” Tristan

this point, everyone understood these

industry was filled with immoral behavior, but

Tristan’s drink from him and splashed it onto his

off his face. Then, he gritted out through clenched teeth, “If you insist on sticking up for Alana, then I can do nothing about it. What are

Abigail said, “Mr. Stuart, I’ve

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silent

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

one uttered a

guys waiting here for? Find the recording she

staff members 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 if you destroy the recording I have on hand, there are still copies of it in the cloud. As long

from the design industry!” Tristan’s eyes were full of malice

staff members, but they were relatively polite toward him. After

the pushing and shoving, the staff member holding onto Abigail was suddenly grabbed

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

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

many of you here want to sleep with her?” he asked indifferently while wiping his hands with a

looked at the crowd, his lips pressed together. In reality, he had already called

that this was

Sean kicked Tristan directly in the stomach with a murderous look in his eyes.

Abigail immediately pulled him

agreement with our TV station. Mr. Graham, if you don’t want this to get to the point where she

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