I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 276 I Am Not a Passive Person

At last, Abigail and Ronaldo went to another restaurant to have their lunch.

After lunch, she drove him back to L.Moon, but realized that he, who sat in the front passenger seat, kept staring at her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked subconsciously.

“Were you… married to Sean before?” Ronaldo asked tentatively. If truth be told, he had already figured it out even though Lina didn’t point out clearly who Abigail had a divorce with.

“Yeah, but we’re divorced now. It isn’t something worth publicizing, right?” Abigail replied nonchalantly.

In other words, she was hinting at him that she hoped he wouldn’t tell anyone else.

Looking at her completely indifferent attitude, Ronaldo rested his chin on his hand and observed her. “Did you leave him because you didn’t like him?”

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“Mr. Fernandez, I don’t think we are that close to the point where we can discuss private matters with each other.” Abigail’s side profile appeared indifferent, and her tone sounded gentle yet autocratic. “Besides, I dislike talking about private matters with my clients.”

“Ms. Quinn, you’re too serious!” Ronaldo complained under his breath.

Seeing that he was fooling around, Abigail, too, restrained her solemn demeanor. “Have you found out the origin of Micah’s virus?”

“I have asked someone to look into it. Don’t worry. There should be information about it in the next two days,” Ronaldo said before suddenly leaning forward. Curious, he asked, “What’s your plan to deal with Kelly?”

“You’ll know when the time comes.” Abigail raised the corner of her mouth slightly, looking enigmatic.

Upon hearing that, Ronaldo said joyfully, “I shall look forward to your big plan, then.”

“Mr. Fernandez, we may have suffered a loss this time, but the benefits that await us later will be endless,” Abigail stated.

Sure enough, the reason Ronaldo came here this time wasn’t purely to chat and have lunch with

her.

Considering that Abigail had given her employees half a day off, the current atmosphere in the whole studio was quiet.

After unlocking the door and entering the studio, Abigail headed straight to the office while Ronaldo followed closely.

As they stood at the door of the office, Abigail’s originally benign expression turned extremely cold the moment she opened the door.

Micah, who was tied to a chair, lowered her head in defeat when she saw her enter

Perhaps she, too, didn’t expect that Ronaldo would find someone to capture her at the airport and send her back after she left the country.

“Micah, you have only two options now. You can either be sent to the police station and get locked

behind bars for a few years, or you can tell me honestly who the instigator is. I won’t hold you accountable if you tell me.” Abigail stood before the woman and looked at her condescendingly, her tone eerie and merciless.

“Just send me to the police station and let me be imprisoned for a few years, then,” Micah said, exuding the vibe of completely giving up on herself.

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Meanwhile, Ronaldo glanced at her. I can’t believe Micah would rather go to jail than tell us the instigator!

“You are merely doing it for the money, aren’t you? Tell you what–I will pay twice as much as the amount the other party pays you.” Abigail raised her hand and pinched Micah’s chin, her eyes filled with venom.

“I did it because I am annoyed by you. Stop wasting time and ask the police to come and arrest. me already!” Micah glared at her arrogantly, and at the same time, her hatred for Abigail emerged inexplicably.

After loosening her grip on Micah’s chin indifferently, Abigail stood up straight and looked at her as though she was looking at garbage. “Mr. Fernandez, you have ways to check the accounts of all her family members, right?”

“No doubt. None can escape.” Ronaldo didn’t take Micah’s unyielding attitude seriously at all and responded with a smile on his face.

However, Micah snorted, not fearing their threat.

“You are so confident because you think your backer is more powerful than me and can protect you, but have you forgotten that the deed you and your backer did is a crime? The mills of God grind slowly but surely. As long as you violate the law, you will get caught sooner or later. When that happens, who else will defend your interest?” Abigail looked at Micah as if she was looking at a fool.

“Just sue me, Abigail.” With that, Micah lowered her eyes and stopped looking at her.

At this Juncture, Abigail knew there was no point in talking about it anymore.

Therefore, she left the office with Ronaldo. She sat on the couch, took out two bottles of water from underneath the coffee table, and handed one to him.

“Damn it! Her lips sure are tight!” Ronaldo took the bottle of water and commented, his voice tinged with anger.

“No matter how tight her lips are, she is still a human. Every human has a weakness.” Abigail calmly twisted the cap and took a sip of water.

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