I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 541 Your Grandson Listens To Me

Most of the time, Abigail felt that her involvement with the Pearson Family was on the verge of being discovered.

Naturally, she understood the implications of the Pearsons’ current attitude towards her. However, she didn’t want to vocalize it or acknowledge it.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Eric realized he had said something wrong and quickly apologized.

“It’s okay.” She shook her head.

After he finished his meal, she had her assistant prepare a bed for him, and he went to sleep.

Just as Abigail was busy with work, a phone call from an unknown number interrupted her.

She answered the call, and before she could speak, she heard the voice of an elderly lady from the other end. “Ms. Quinn, is Eric with you?”

Immediately, her expression turned cold. “Old Mrs. Davidson?”

“So, you remember me. Maisy snorted. “Ms. Quinn, I know you’re a good person. A good person shouldn’t be causing trouble behind the scenes, right?”

“What trouble? Be clear.” Abigail’s tone remained unwavering.

“The Pearsons and the Davidsons have been friends for several generations. We, as the elders, will handle Eric’s situation. What are your intentions in meddling and encouraging Eric and his parents to sue the Pearsons’ daughter?” Maisy didn’t hold back.

a good person or not. Maisy couldn’t

was from an older generation, and the relationships between the two families, the reputations of both families, and even Eric’s own. future were all more important than

Lily was the one at a disadvantage, considering that in her value system, a woman’s

friend, of course, I stand by his side. I won’t consider this crime justified just because

point, Maisy was getting angry. “The Davidson

outsider.”

I care more about his emotions than about the relationship

asked, “So, you have decided

and the rest is for your family and the Pearson Family to decide,” Abigail responded coldly. Since she had

Eric about the strategy of

let Eric come back,” Maisy

talk to him about it when he wakes up,” Abigail

sigh of helplessness as she looked at the closed door of the resting

when trouble arose,

in the day. Abigail ordered food, and they had it together. Just as they were about to finish eating, she suddenly said, “I spoke to Ronaldo and suggested that you go to his

be concerned about the media catching

firm. I told her I would ask you to go back, but

wasn’t much the Pearson Family could do. Even if they announced a marriage between the

Cameron took a flight to Pendorf. It seemed like they would be staying in Pendorf for

Pendorf, how about staying at the Graham Estate?”

declined. “We’ll visit him, and then I’ll go back to my own place. By the way, it’s been a while since I visited