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.

or not. Maisy couldn’t politely

between the two

one at a disadvantage, considering that in her value system, a woman’s chastity was more

As Eric’s friend, of course, I stand by his side.

point, Maisy was getting angry. “The Davidson Family’s

outsider.”

it again. Eric is my friend, and I care more about his emotions than about

“So, you

anymore. I’ve said what needed to be said, and the rest is for your family and the Pearson Family to decide,”

the strategy of waiting for

the case, let Eric come

to him about it when he wakes

let out a sigh of helplessness as she looked at

they did. However, when trouble arose, there would

already late 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

might be concerned about the media catching

would ask you to go back, but whether you go back or not, I’ll leave it for you to decide,” she answered with a

much the

a flight to Pendorf. It seemed like they would

in Pendorf, how about staying at the

and then I’ll go back to my own place. By the