The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 267 Right or Wrong

Abigail didn’t want to ask Sean. After hesitating for some time, she sent a message to Kevin, her

fingers trembling slightly.

“Did Mr. Graham find any useful information?”

She took a deep breath and then held her phone, waiting anxiously. Although she had just sent the

message, her palms were already starting to sweat.

In less than a minute, she received a reply from Kevin.

“Ms. Quinn, I’m not sure what you mean. Has Mr. Graham done something?”

Abigail hadn’t expected this response from Kevin. She pursed her lips and typed slowly.

“Oh. I was referring to the incident on social media. You can go take a look.”

Kevin was always keeping an eye on the online world, so there was no way he wouldn’t know about the

incident. He hoped that Abigail would ask Sean directly.

“Alright, Ms. Quinn, but if you’re in a hurry, you can always ask him yourself. After all, if it’s about you

and him, he’ll definitely tell you.”

After Abigail acknowledged his message, she didn’t immediately approach Sean. Instead, she logged

onto her social media.

Sean was already on it, and he had set up notifications for when Abigail came online. He noticed her

login and waited for her as she read through the comments on his posts.

Can Mr. Graham and Alana really be together? From assistant and CEO to now designer and CEO,

this pairing is not bad at all! I’m shipping them so hard that I’m about to go crazy!‘

I’m quite curious why that girl from the Davidsons deleted her social media. Was it because of false

statements? Were they having a fight online? This is getting interesting.

The entertainment industry is really messy, and I’m waiting for more juicy gossip. I’m completely lost

right now. Is this pairing even that good? Alana is now trending so much that, to be honest, I’m getting

tired of seeing this name!

There were both positive and negative comments. Abigail closed her social media, still unsure about

whether she should message Sean.

At that moment, Sean called her. Her fingers trembled, and she took a deep breath before answering.

“Hello, Abigail answered, trying to sound normal.

Sean made a sound of acknowledgment. He had received a message from Kevin, prompting him to call

Abigail.

“Kevin messaged me, saying you wanted to ask me something. What is it?” he inquired. His tone was

calm as usual, with just a hint of the gentleness he reserved for her.

Abigail, feeling more at ease now, got straight to the point. “Did you find out about the Davidsons

canceling the order? Was it a straightforward matter?”

“The cancellation of the order was indeed the doing of the younger Davidsons, but it wasn’t just a

casual act. It was a calculated move to tarnish your reputation after you announced the end of your

collaboration with them,” Sean explained calmly, though his gaze was dark, and a chilling aura

surrounded him.

Though it wasn’t clear whether the older Davidsons were involved or if they approved of the younger

generation’s actions, it didn’t matter to Sean. He only needed to know that the Davidsons had bullied

Abigail, and he was determined to strike back hard.

Abigail hesitated for a moment before she murmured, “Sean?”

“Yes?” Sean responded naturally. He didn’t realize how gentle his voice had become.

Abigail’s grip on her phone tightened. Her tone grew more formal. “Thank you for your help this time. If

there’s anything I can do in the future, I won’t hesitate to help.”

Sean felt a pang in his heart. Resuming his usual tone, he said, “Alright. There’s no need to worry

about the online comments. The younger Davidsons won’t dare to push their luck too far.”

“Thank you.” Abigail quickly said her thanks and then hung up.

“You’re always so busy… You can’t even have a meal without holding your phone,” Analise remarked,

giving Abigail a bowl of soup. “Look at how thin you’ve become.”

“Thank you, Grandma,” Abigail replied, suppressing a smile. The whirlwind of thoughts Sean had

stirred up in her mind finally settled in this moment of her grandmother’s care.

“Is it Sean? Why are you still in contact with him?” Analise asked, concerned. She didn’t interfere with

Abigail’s work, but she worried that if Abigail continued to interact with Sean, his grandmother might

come to scold them again.

“He helped me out with something related to work. I just wanted to thank him. After all, I shouldn’t owe

anyone anything,” Abigail explained cautiously, afraid of being scolded by Analise.

Analise let out a light sigh at that. “Your job is just too complicated. If you’re not short of money,

consider changing to something else. As long as you don’t have too much contact with him, anything

should be fine. His grandmother is not easy to get along with. We’d better keep our distance.”

“I’m actually in need of money. When have I ever not been short of money?” Abigail joked.

Analise gave her granddaughter a light tap on the head. “Every time I tell you, you never listen….

What’s this about the Davidsons canceling an order?”

“Grandma, you never used to care about these things. Why are you interested today?” Abigail asked as

she looked at Analise with a playful expression.

Analise’s face turned stern. “I care about you, that’s why. If you don’t want me asking about your work,

then I won’t!”

“I didn’t mean that. It’s just that this matter is a bit complicated. I’m afraid you’d get upset, alright?”

Abigail sighed, the smile fading from her face, only to be replaced by a look of vexation. and

helplessness.