I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 604 No Mercy

Abigail felt relieved. As soon as she entered her room, she began working on her design drawings.

On the other hand, Scarlett and Lawrence sat in the living room. Lawrence lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly.

“Does she always work late at night?” he asked Sean when lighting the cigarette. His heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach, for Abigail didn’t have to work so hard.

“This is what she’s passionate about, and she’s only putting in this effort for a year or two. Once the studio stabilizes, she won’t be designing as much, Sean explained to Lawrence.

Lawrence sighed. “But I feel really guilty. I haven’t taken good care of her.”

“Just take care of her from now on. Anyway, let’s discuss the family reunion banquet. Sean didn’t. have that much emotional concern, for he believed that Abigail was currently in her best state.

She found her passion and a career to pursue. Even if they got married in the future and had children, he would fully support her in her career if she chose to continue working.

“I’ve decided to hold the family reunion banquet at the Giovanni Hotel, a five-star hotel here. The banquet hall there is large and can accommodate many people. I want to invite everyone I know,” Lawrence said with great enthusiasm.

“Reserving a five-star hotel two months in advance can be quite expensive every day,” Sean reminded him. Though he wasn’t stingy, he thought it wasn’t necessary.

“Money is not a problem. This amount is nothing.” Lawrence was very generous.

Yet Sean pressed his glabella. “With that money, we could rent a venue, and we could decorate it ourselves. No matter how good the hotel is, even if it’s a five-star hotel, it’s still just a hotel.”

“I think that’s a good idea. We can hire a professional venue designer and rent a suitable space.” Scarlett expressed her satisfaction with his idea.

the plan.

was now the chief financial officer of Pearson Group, was the most

agreement and didn’t

next morning, Abigail got up and went downstairs. Suddenly, she bumped into

her eyes and said with an irritated expression, “We

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speaking, Scarlett, who was

but didn’t pay her

them for you right away.” Scarlett heard that Abigail liked pasta, so she started making it in the early morning. Yet she was worried about whether Abigail would

and walked toward

the dining room. “Do you know who I am? I’m Lily. You’re the Abigail who intentionally destroyed my marriage

crossed her legs and looked at Lily. “I’ll live wherever I want. Do you think

her words, Lily scoffed. “You’re just a bottom-dweller in the Pearson Family. You haven’t even gone overseas before. Do you think you’re impressive because you’ve designed clothes for a few actors in the entertainment industry? If we were in ancient times, you’d be nothing more than

her coldly, observing her for a while before letting out a contemptuous laugh. “What

it. “You went abroad, but you couldn’t even pass the

resources.”

left Lily

could respond, Scarlett came out from the kitchen and warned, “If you keep spouting

Scarlett. You dare shut my daughter up?” Vincent’s voice followed

and saw his cold

sauce. Under Vincent’s intense. gaze, she grew apprehensive and quickly walked into the dining

book in her

she