I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 267 Right or Wrong

Abigail didn’t want to ask Sean. After hesitating for some time, she sent a message to Kevin, her fingers trembling slightly.

“Did Mr. Graham find any useful information?”

She took a deep breath and then held her phone, waiting anxiously. Although she had just sent the message, her palms were already starting to sweat.

In less than a minute, she received a reply from Kevin.

“Ms. Quinn, I’m not sure what you mean. Has Mr. Graham done something?”

Abigail hadn’t expected this response from Kevin. She pursed her lips and typed slowly.

“Oh. I was referring to the incident on social media. You can go take a look.”

Kevin was always keeping an eye on the online world, so there was no way he wouldn’t know about the incident. He hoped that Abigail would ask Sean directly.

“Alright, Ms. Quinn, but if you’re in a hurry, you can always ask him yourself. After all, if it’s about you and him, he’ll definitely tell you.”

message, she didn’t immediately approach Sean. Instead, she logged

up notifications for when Abigail came online. He noticed

and Alana really be together? From assistant and CEO to now designer and CEO, this pairing is not bad at

from the Davidsons deleted her social media. Was it because of false statements? Were they having

gossip. I’m completely lost right now. Is this pairing even that good? Alana is now trending so much that, to be honest, I’m getting tired of seeing

Abigail closed her

fingers trembled, and she took a deep

Abigail answered, trying to sound

sound of acknowledgment. He had received a

me something. What is it?” he inquired. His tone was calm as usual, with just a hint of the

got straight to the point. “Did you find out about the

younger Davidsons, but it wasn’t just a casual act. It was a calculated move to tarnish your reputation

they approved of the younger generation’s actions, it didn’t matter to Sean. He only needed to know that the Davidsons had bullied Abigail, and he was determined

for a moment before she murmured,

responded naturally. He didn’t realize how

grip on her phone tightened. Her tone grew more formal. “Thank you for your help this time. If there’s anything I can do in the future, I

in his heart. Resuming his usual tone, he said, “Alright. There’s no need to worry about the online comments. The younger Davidsons won’t dare

quickly said her

always so busy… You can’t even have a meal without holding your phone,” Analise remarked, giving