I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

\Chapter 248 Don’t Embarrass Yourself

He was simply sitting there to enjoy his meal, but that attracted the attention of every female in the

entire restaurant. Even the servers who received strict training for this high–standard hotel blushed

when they served him.

While researching Abigail, she had paid special attention to Scan, but there were very few videos of

him online. Due to his out–of–the–world gorgeous looks, she thought that his pictures were post–

edited. Surprisingly, he was better looking in person than in pictures.

Sensing her staring at himself, Sean raised his gaze suddenly and swept his eyes over her coldly.

Immediately, Kelly looked down and bit her lip as she fluttered her lashes slightly, trying her best to

display her alluring self to him.

The edge of his lips hooked upward just a little into a lopsided smirk tinged with sarcasm, and Josh was

unhappy when he caught the hostility in his eyes.

During the long wait for Eric, Josh decided to follow Sean when the latter went to the washroom. “Kelly,

excuse me,” he said softly to her and hurried after Sean.

In the washroom, Sean was leisurely washing his long, knuckled hands under the tap, exuding a cold

air around him that deterred others from getting close.

“Sean, don’t tell me it’s a coincidence that you’re here today,” Josh said from behind him.

As though he had not heard anything, Sean took his sweet time to gently shake off the water droplets

on his hands after washing, his every move candy to the

eyes

“Regarding Abigail, I’ll apologize to her once the time is right. You’re not in the position to stick your

nose into this. Plus, you know she won’t appreciate anything you do,” Josh added indifferently.

Finally, Sean turned around to face him, but his eyes were icy, as though he was looking at a pile of

trash. “Are you done?”

Josh’s hands at his sides shook with a jolt, and he held his fists. He had not done anything, and Abigail

was not a member of the Pearson Family. All they did was bring home the correct person, but

whenever he saw Sean, he would be reminded of how careful she was. With a mix of guilt and

frustration, he lashed out at him. “Why exactly are you here?”

“Your family isn’t so powerful in this city that I have to get my schedule approved by you. As for Abigail,

she has never thought of herself as a Pearson, and you guys are the ones flocking to please her. If you

go apologizing to her after this, I’m afraid she’ll be disgusted by you.” As though Josh was nothing in

his eyes, Sean did not display a single shred of emotion when he spoke. Very quickly, he wiped the

smile off his face and walked away without another glance at Josh.

The muscles on Josh’s face were rigid, and he looked far worse than before, wondering what hold

Sean had in his hands against the Pearsons.

Hiding behind the gigantic vase outside the washrooms, Kelly secretly observed Sean’s tall figure; the

infatuation in her eyes was hard to miss.

Although Sean’felt someone staring, he did not care about it at all, and when he walked out of the

hotel, he received a call from Cameron. “Mrs. Graham will be going to Eastbay with Ronaldo

Fernandez, an owner of a TV station with whom she’ll be collaborating. To get into her good books, he

even gave her two hundred boxes of seafood!” he reported urgently.

“Did you say two hundred boxes of seafood?”

Taken aback, Sean thought, Setting aside the price, isn’t he worried that so much seafood will cause

health issues to the receiver? Is this guy for real?

“Yes, and Mrs. Graham has accepted it,” Cameron added in detail.

‘Who’s this Ronaldo Fernandez? How did he find out about L.Moon?” Sean asked with a frown.

“It was Anthony who introduced him to her. I looked up Anthony and have a hunch that he has ulterior

motives for asking Mrs. Graham to help out Ronaldo. According to Mr. Stewart, Miss Smith has asked

for two guys from him to secretly follow Mrs. Graham to Eastbay,” Cameron said, his tone solemn.

Narrowing his eyes, Sean replied in a threatening, low growl, “Seems like Anthony took the opportunity

while I was away to approach Abigail. You don’t have to send anyone. I know what to do.” So, this guy

will set up Abigail while I’m gone, huh?

After Freshie TV announced that they would be collaborating with Abigail, it immediately drew the

attention of others in the industry. Of course, the ancient dynasty was not that interesting as a theme.

Though L.Moon and Alana were big names, it did not help Freshie to grow in followers.

Seeing that the response from the collaboration was not that great, Luna seemed a little worried.

“Forget it if the collab doesn’t work out. You don’t have to put yourself on the line,” Luna said to Abigail

over a meal.

“This theme has been overused by every other industry, so this outcome is expected, but we’re still at

an early stage now. Have some patience. I have ways to turn the situation around.” This outcome came

as no surprise to Abigail.

“I must say you’re amazing. By the way, I’ve already packed your luggage to Eastbay. Once you arrive,

give me a call to let me know you’re safe.” Luna was worried about her, and even though she knew

Abigail would take care of everything, she still could not set her heart at ease.

Out of wits, she had told Kevin about Abigail’s schedule. L.Moon was gaining popularity, but she was

no expert in security. Should anything happen to Abigail, nothing she did would make up for her guilt.

“If you run into any trouble, immediately hit the brakes and return. Don’t force yourself.” Unease

washed over Luna, and she kept nagging Abigail, worried that she had missed out on anything. “Why

don’t you bring a couple of pepper sprays with you? I heard that Eastbay has a lot of frauds.”