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.”

immediately approach Sean. Instead, she logged onto

it, and he had set up notifications for when Abigail came online. He noticed her login and waited for her as she read through the comments on his

CEO to now designer and CEO, this pairing is not bad at all!

that girl from the Davidsons deleted her social media. Was it because of

more juicy 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

negative comments. Abigail closed her social media,

moment, Sean called her. Her fingers trembled, and she took a deep

trying to

a sound of acknowledgment. He had received a message from Kevin, prompting him to call

me, saying you wanted to ask me something. What is it?” he inquired. His tone was calm as usual, with

ease now, got straight to the point. “Did you find out about the Davidsons canceling the

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

wasn’t clear whether the older Davidsons were involved or if 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

for a moment before she murmured,

naturally. He didn’t realize

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

a pang in his heart. Resuming his usual tone, he said, “Alright. There’s no need

Abigail quickly said her thanks and then

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