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

can’t afford the money, so how about this? You stay behind after dinner, and I’ll take time talking to

point, everyone understood these people’s

entertainment industry was filled with immoral behavior, but

snatched Tristan’s drink from him and splashed

off his face. Then, he gritted out through clenched teeth, “If you insist on sticking up for Alana, then I

said, “Mr. Stuart, I’ve recorded

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fell silent

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

one uttered

waiting here

hotel’s staff surrounded Abigail and Eric. As one of the 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

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

restrained by several staff members, but they were relatively polite toward him. After all, the Davidsons were

Abigail

and looked at everyone with a sarcastic smile. “I thought it was some exclusive party,

toward Sean, who was standing beside

dynamics of the situation. “How many of you here want to sleep with her?” he asked indifferently while wiping his hands with a handkerchief after throwing the staff member aside. His eyes

lips pressed together. In reality, he had

this was specifically aimed

that nobody responded, Sean kicked Tristan directly in the stomach with a murderous look in

immediately

Sean fiercely. “Alana has signed an agreement with our TV station. Mr. Graham, if you don’t want this to get to the point where she gets the worst of it, let’s meet each

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