The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 368

Chapter 368 Facing the Darkness.

Sean stopped him by saying, “They brought this upon themselves. What are you going to do?”

Kevin looked at him and asked with a smile, “Are you sure about this?”

Sean darted an impassive glance at him before letting go of his sleeve.

“Alright, then. I’ll check it out first,” Kevin commented as he followed Sean.

Meanwhile, Eric was surrounded by several investors. Even Tristan Stuart, the show’s director, was annoyed. “The show hasn’t even started, and the two of you are already causing trouble,” he grumbled. “Alana, your being a no-show has already upset everyone, but instead of drinking with everyone to apologize, you actually spilled Mr. Larson’s drink, huh?”

“It was my doing. Why are you blaming it on her? Eric asked with a cold expression.

The amusement on Tristan’s shrewd face grew. “Eric, your family doesn’t allow you to offend so many people like this to stick up for someone.”

Just as Eric was about to make a retort, Abigail suddenly asked, “Mr. Stuart, are you suggesting that I need to apologize to everyone with a drink for each person?”

“Apologizing with a drink would have sufficed earlier, but not now,” Tristan replied slowly.

Abigail’s expression was cold as she asked with a sardonic smile, “Well then, what should I do

now?”

“We booked the hotel and the meals in advance last time, but the production team’s budget was wasted because you failed to turn up. The appearance fees for these celebrities are all paid by these big shots. I know your studio is

after dinner, and I’ll take time talking to you about it,” Tristan offered, laughing while holding his

point, everyone

filled with immoral behavior, but this was the

drink from him and splashed it onto his face. “Do you still have respect for the law?”

Then, he gritted out through clenched teeth, “If you insist on sticking up for Alana, then I can do nothing about it. What are you guys waiting for? Call for

said, “Mr. Stuart, I’ve recorded

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fell silent at

party your personal playground? Pray

one uttered a

waiting here for? Find the

wasn’t uploaded

from the design industry!” Tristan’s eyes were

they were relatively polite toward him. After all, the

onto Abigail was

was some exclusive party, but

standing beside her. Truth

indifferently while

pressed together. In reality, he had already called

that this was specifically aimed at

kicked Tristan directly in the stomach with a murderous look in his

Abigail immediately pulled

station. Mr. Graham, if you don’t want this to get to the point where she gets the worst of

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