Chapter 245

Jonathan had no argument for that, but he still refused to give up. "Abbie, I—"

"Shut it. Don't call me that. You're dragging my name down to shit, and I don't like that."

Abigail showed no mercy. Jonathan blanched, and his gaze dripped with venom, though only for a second. His men were here with his pants, but they were blocked by the crowd outside. Jonathan was starting to panic, and then the manager came back with the authorities.

Greg said, "We'll do the test here. I don't want anyone accusing me of tampering with the sample. We have a big crowd here. It's fair for both of us, don't you think?"

Nobody had any objections, but Jonathan looked even more upset. The guys who came balked at the stench, but they had to see if the tea was spiked, since Greg specifically asked them to. The results were out in just a moment. Both the tea and water were fine, much to Jonathan's chagrin. "Impossible! Their tea must be spiked! There's no way I would have soiled my pants otherwise! I'm not a kid! I'd stay at home if I had a bad case of diarrhea!"

Jonathan was acting like a different person from his old, gentlemanly self. Wow. Why did I ever date him? I was blind.

"Mr. Fraser, if the tea was really spiked, then everyone would be having a case of diarrhea now, but they're all fine. You're the only one. This place reeks because of you, and Greg is already kind enough not to demand any compensation. It's not nice blaming them for your own fault."

Everyone thought she had a point. Food Hall was their go-to eatery, and they drank tea here everyday, but they were fine.

Jonathan was annoyed that Abigail kept humiliating him. "I know you're mad at me, Abigail, but can you not fan the flames?"

"Me, fanning the flames? Oh, you're such a josher. You don't get to tell me what to do. You're not even my friend."

Jonathan got even more embarrassed. Everyone was treating him with contempt, especially after Abigail spilled that he cheated with Emma five years ago.

"Mr. Fraser, be a man and stop attacking the lady. You have no proof, but she has," someone agreed. They thought Jonathan had gone too far.

You don't get to tell me what to do! This is the only

mirthlessly. "Fine. You're Victoria's kid after all, so I'll let this slide. This isn't

entertaining his bratty nephew. Jonathan might be his nephew, but Greg was not that much older than he was. I can't believe Jonathan is such a prick, the

This is your restaurant's

money. I have millions

at Jonathan

one stupid move if I've

treated Emma well, but now he's trying to cancel the marriage. I can't believe it. He should have cut things

The same Emma who's tangled in a

started talking about Emma and her

his eyes. Oh, no can do. Can't have you looking so happy. She said,

fine, but the reporters eventually realized that Abigail was hinting at something, and they went silent once

something? Is she helping Emma? No, that's impossible. They hate each other. Jonathan thought he was overthinking. There's no way Abigail would help her.

do I mean? Why, you're so forgetful, Mr. Fraser. You

started getting nervous. "I have no idea what you're

let me jog your memory then. Better yet, I'll let everyone listen to what you

up with randos at bars, and I fell for her lies. And

stop helping her, but alas, he never understood Abigail. His

reputation, but she had her children and Greg's mother to care about. She did not want Valerie to think she was from a bad family. Emma might be scum, but she would be the one to punish

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