I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 302 Stop the Fight

Sean hung up the phone, and his emotions flickered with a momentary sense of disappointment.

Alfie noticed it and smirked. “What’s the matter? You rejected her, and now you’re feeling down? If you really miss

her, you can go back to Pendorf, I can manage things here in Capitalis.”

“Can you manage things now that you’re stuck on bed rest?” Sean shot him an exasperated look.

“Well, it is the most effective way to live. You don’t need to be called upon to do anything. Still, if you need my help

with an investigation, I can handle it,” Alfie replied with a relaxed smile.

Sean reached out and patted his shoulder. “You’ve done enough. I’ll take it from here.”

Alfie’s face was pale due to blood loss. Yet, when he heard Sean’s words, he couldn’t help but mutter forlornly, “Do

you think I’m useless? If I had been more vigilant, these things wouldn’t have happened. If none of these things

happened, you wouldn’t have to handle these messes in Capitalis

Sean had always treated Alfie like a younger brother. So, he simply patted Alfie’s head and said, “What you’ve done

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is already commendable. Are you willing to lose your life for this?”

Of course, Alfie wasn’t willing. He had come a long way with Sean’s support and hadn’t enjoyed life to the fullest

yet.

“Your life is important. Take care of yourself, Sean advised sternly.

“All right.” Alfie was surprisingly obedient.

Right after their conversation, Cameron entered the room. Then, he spoke respectfully. “I’ve found some crucial

evidence.”

Sean gestured for him to continue.

Cameron approached before handing over a USB drive to Sean. Sean inserted it into his computer, and Alfie leaned

over to watch.

The contents of the drive included security footage from a mental hospital. The footage was brief but revealing.

Sean recognized the elderly woman in the video. That woman was none other than Vincent Pearson’s housekeeper.

She was someone who had been with the family for nearly her entire life and held a crucial position in the family.

Then, Sean examined the remaining images after watching the video.

Alfie praised Cameron with a thumbs-up.

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Sean removed the USB drive and instructed Cameron, “Well done, but this isn’t enough. I want you to investigate

the entire Pearsons’ financial situation. Don’t let a single issue slip through.”

“Yes,” Cameron replied, then turned and left without further ado,

“Remember, your safety is important.” Sean suddenly reminded him from behind.

Cameron paused, glanced back at Sean, and appeared genuinely moved. “I understand.”

After Cameron left, Sean felt somewhat uneasy.

Had he been so inattentive to the well-being of his subordinates prior to this? Just one sentence made Cameron so

appreciative.

Meanwhile, Abigail was fully immersed in her design work at home when her phone received a notification for an

Instagram post.

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She paused her work and quickly opened the app upon seeing the Pearson Group’s name.

The post was about the Pearson Group being embroiled in a tax scandal. Several high-ranking. executives were

taken away for investigation, and it seemed to be a significant issue, given that Instagram had pushed the

notification.

Abigail perused the post but couldn’t find any mention of Josh.

Three middle-aged men were arrested in the accompanying images. Frankly, they seemed rather confident during

the arrest.

She understood that this was likely orchestrated by Sean.

After a brief look, she realized the post had very few comments. News of corporate tax problems. didn’t attract as

much attention from netizens as entertainment-related topics did.

She exited Instagram and was about to resume her design work when her phone rang.

When she saw that it was a call from Analise, she felt a bit surprised.

While Analise would usually call her, she sensed that there was something unusual about this phone call today.

Abigail answered and asked in a soft tone, “Grandma, what’s the matter?”

“I don’t know how to tell you.” Analise hesitated.

“Did someone from the Pearsons in Capitalis contact you?” Abigail immediately guessed.

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