I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 125 Face–Off

Sitting in the most famous rooftop restaurant in the bustling city of Pendorf, Abigail shared a brief conversation with Lewis about work. However, he quickly became engrossed in discussing the script with someone else and left her feeling somewhat redundant.

Anthony, sitting next to her, held two glasses of wine and handed one to her. “This one is called

Passion Coast. Give it a try.”

“It seems like Director Lewis doesn’t have anything important to discuss with me right now. I think

I should go home. If there’s any work–related matter, you can talk to me during the day. My

grandmother will worry if I don’t go back soon,” she said as she held the glass and smiled at

Anthony.

He checked the diamond–studded watch on his wrist and raised an eyebrow. “It’s only 8.30PM. I’ll‘

send you home at 9.30PM. How about that?”

She hesitated a bit. “I’m a marri-

“Mr. Booker!” An excited voice interrupted her.

a middle–aged man

out a sigh of

leaned back in his chair, his tone somewhat lazy. “Mr. Townsend, you’re dining here

well?”

by and didn’t expect to see you here,” Donovan Townsend said as he looked at Abigail and flashed a more ingratiating smile. “Is this your wife? She’s delicate and beautiful, like

glass of liquor against Donovan’s glass. “Nah, Mr. Townsend, she’s my junior. Enjoy your meal; my treat for your

politely accepted the offer and quickly left as

private space.

with uncontained delight in his voice. “Don’t mind them, Abby. These people are just

a familiar voice sounded

man exuding an icy aura. He smiled warmly. “Mr.

instinctively glanced behind

was dressed in a white suit with a black shirt and a gray–blue checkered tie. He stood in the dimly lit open–air restaurant and looked exceptionally outstanding. It was the first time she had

eyes on her. “You’re

did not suspect anything beyond that. Sean’s casual question, however,

Are you here to socialize as well?” Abigail pretended not to know him well. After all, Sean did not want anyone to know about their marriage, so she did not want to reveal how close they actually

to join us for a chat?

he didn’t hold you accountable for

the show was

her accountable?”

a bit confused by their conversation. What are they doing?

Lewis could sense the tension between the two powerful men as they lowered

voices.

what Mr. Townsend said carlier, she used to be delicate, like a white