The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 402 You Think I’m Useless

Sean was sitting on the visitor lounge’s couch.

Abigail didn’t hesitate to serve him some snacks to curb his hunger. “This is all I have, I can call for takeout if you’re still hungry.”

“That’s not necessary.” Sean calmly tore open a bag of cookies.

The bag he took was Abigail’s favorite, which she sometimes ate until she had an upset stomach.

After he took a bite, he looked at her. “All the investors who had previously profited from Runway Capitalis are banding together to take down L..Moon. You and Luna have only been in this business for a while. Do you think you can outsmart that group of cunning foxes?”

“Did you come here today to belittle my abilities?” Abigail leaned against the couch while calmly glancing at him.”

“Of course not.” Sean slowly ate a cookie. Obviously, he wasn’t used to eating such foods because he would quickly become parched after a few bites.

“You could also invite me to invest in your company. I can easily handle that group of people as an investor protecting my interests.” Sean looked into her eyes, speaking earnestly but with a hint of superiority. Since he had excellent capabilities, he naturally wouldn’t take those trying to target L.Moon seriously. Once he found them, he could quickly deal with them like crushing ants.

Unfortunately, Abigail didn’t like his attitude.

“I know you’re very capable, but L.Moon is well-prepared for this situation. Moreover, the strike they launched was quite effective. Besides, we’ll learn and grow from our mistakes quicker now that we’re in dire straits.” Abigail thought about it. If L.Moon and the suppliers under the shareholders could sustain themselves during this turmoil, those who were trying to target them would end up with nothing.

Sean looked at her. “Are you sure about that?”

is a solution for every difficulty.” Abigail’s eyes were filled with

with L.Moon’s harrowing situation, she might accept his suggestion for the sake of L.Moon’s

thought I gathered all these investments just to make more money, did you?” Abigail asked him with a

because of this

became

1/3

he asked,

lost?”

take things one step at a time and work hard.” Abigail knew very well that she couldn’t compete

him.

she had was the resilience she inherited

of fabric that was stuck in customs will be returned soon. I’ll say it again: we were once married. So, you can call me if you have difficulties that you can’t solve. I won’t hesitate

gave Sean a reason to openly help

only made

won’t consider what you’ve done as something I should be grateful for. You did these things. without my permission. I don’t need to feel grateful for that.” Abigail frowned, completely

helped you because I want your gratitude? I

don’t need your help

So, there was no use crying over spilled milk. Since she had already found a solution,

you can consider me

stick your nose in mine. I have my