I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 311 Giddy Fans

After seeing Abigail’s fans showering her with concern following her tweet, CoolVogue retweeted Abigail’s tweet

with a sarcastic response of their own.

“Wow. What horrible employees you have there. All of us at CoolVogue must have jumped the gun in the heat of

the moment. So sorry for the misunderstanding. You have our utmost sympathy, Ms. Alana.

Following their tweet, Sean also shared a retweet of his own.

‘Alana called every single company she has dealings with to explain the situation. CoolVogue was the only one who

made a scene about it on social media immediately after receiving the call and accused Alana of plagiarism. Is it

because they think she doesn’t have evidence to prove her innocence, so they decided to boost their popularity by

making the first move to paint themselves as the victim?”

Once Sean’s tweet went out, Abigail’s fans began to rebuke CoolVogue.

‘She already reached out in person to explain the situation. So many brands have partnered with her. Even though

Lyshe was accused of plagiarism during the livestream yesterday, they didn’t post anything on Twitter today to

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condemn Ally. You guys are the only ones blowing things out of proportion. Now that Ally has provided evidence to

back herself up, here you are, pretending to be all magnanimous. Look at you addressing her as Ms. Alana as if you

actually respect her!”

‘Over a hundred unpublished designs were stolen. While you don’t need to sympathize with Ally, as a business

partner, you shouldn’t be coming forward to say she plagiarized either! What a shameless attempt at getting your

ten minutes of fame. No other brand is as despicable as you.

‘No wonder you’re still a small brand despite being around for so many years now. You’re not worth supporting at

all. Even Ally can’t give you the boost you need to make a name for yourself. None of the bigger brands said

anything about plagiarism. You’re the only one who backstabbed your business partner. Who would dare to

collaborate with brands like you that throw their own partners under the bus?”

Abigail saw the commotion online and sent Sean a text.

Do you have so much time on your hands that you’re browsing Twitter every day now? You didn’t need to come

forward and talk about this. Why do you keep using your personal account anyway? Are you planning to become an

influencer now?”

Sean knew Abigail wouldn’t be happy to see him getting involved in her matters.

After mulling things over, he replied, Just wanted to ride on the coattails of your popularity. If Graham International

goes bankrupt, I can still become an influencer. Maybe I’ll be known as the nation’s husband? I’d get a ton of gifts

from just one livestream. I see a lot of the other scions. doing this.

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Abigail didn’t know how to respond to his message.

It was true that the wealthy young men attracted more viewers with their live streams. Compared to ordinary

people, they earned a lot more money.

‘Fine. Soak up as much of my popularity as you want.

She didn’t care about him tagging along to get his five minutes of fame on Twitter.

It was getting late. Abigail turned off her computer and went to bed. She had such a busy day that she fell asleep

the moment her head hit the pillow.

Alas, never would she have thought that the tides online would slowly change thanks to Sean’s involvement.

In the morning, when Abigail rushed into the office, she saw her assistant stealing peeks at her and giggling now

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and then.

“If you have nothing else to do this morning, you might as well come up with a few more designs. We have to give

our clients over a hundred designs in three days,” Abigail said without even lifting

her head.

Her assistant’s gaze had been too intense. Even though she was focused on her design work, she could still sense a

pair of eyes on her.

“Abigail, haven’t you checked Twitter? You have no idea what they’re saying about you and Mr. Graham,” her

assistant chattered in ‘excitement.

Abigail tensed and hurriedly asked, “Are there rumors about him and me again?”

“Nope. Everyone’s shipping you guys. They say that each time you post a tweet, Mr. Graham instantly backs you up

and mocks your enemies for you. What else could that be, if not true love?” Abigail’s assistant relayed animatedly.

Abigail stiffened. “Hold it… Don’t pay any attention to what the netizens are thinking. Sean is just trying to ride the

wave of our popularity. Don’t take it seriously.”

Her assistant was taken aback. “Why does he want to ride the wave of our popularity? He’s rich.”

“Get back to work. Say another word, and I’ll give you more work to do.” Abigail glared at her

assistant.

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