I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 233 Drop The Lawsuit

Abigail held her phone tightly, her face filled with a cold determination.

“Sean, if anything happens to my grandmother, I will ensure Kingston and Joan pay with their lives!” she declared, then forcefully hung up.

She had concrete evidence that was enough to ruin Joan’s reputation! Who would have thought that Kingston would stoop so low as to kidnap Analise?

As for trusting Sean… she’d rather believe that pigs could fly.

Abigail took a deep breath, calming her emotions. She then dialed Luna’s number.

“Hey, why are you calling me now? Is it because Grandma misses me? Tell her, as soon as I have the time, I’ll come visit…” Luna’s voice, full of warmth and affection, greeted Abigail as soon as the call/connected.

Abigail couldn’t help but feel her nose tingle upon hearing Luna’s voice.

She choked back her tears. “Luna, immediately cancel the lawsuit. Make sure the news spreads so that Joan finds out.”

“Why?” Luna’s voice, that was filled with excitement, now brimmed with anger. “They’ve done so many wicked things. How can we let them off the hook? Is it because of Sean?”

Mentioning Sean seemed to strike a chord, and Luna launched into a barrage of curses, sparing no aspect.

her fury toward Abigail. “That rotten scumbag isn’t worth cursing. What’s wrong with you? You’re divorced already! Why are you still making concessions for

“I’m not.”

hint of weariness. “Luna, right now, I want Sean and Joan to pay for their wicked deeds more than anyone else, but

“Cornered? Is it…”

about the specifics. Just make sure you let Joan know as soon as

Luna to

wasn’t that she didn’t want to seek Luna’s help; it was just that a more formidable adversary had appeared

are you doing

who had appeared at the door, her eyes devoid of

hue, and the look she

Sean’s spine, and he somehow could keenly sense that something between them was

signed the divorce papers, he thought it

now, he couldn’t find any reason to deceive himself. Abigail’s eyes

“Abigail, I can explain…”

need for explanations between us. If you truly want to do something

her fists, enunciating

before her,

of searching for Kingston like finding a needle in a haystack,

but to drag them all down to hell

mouth to say something but