The Spare Wife

Chapter 117 So You Know How to Cajole

Sean couldn’t help but notice the change in Abigail’s eyes. It triggered the memory of something Kevin had confided in him earlier–that Abigail didn’t like him. The thought knitted his brows in

concern.

The look in her eyes turned into that of apathy. “If she won’t make a public apology online, we’re not designing anything for her, and we’ll destroy the ones we’ve made for her. Trust me.”

“Do you have to go to such lengths? I-”

She cut him off shrilly. “I don’t want to hear any explanations. L.Moon’s success hinges on Alana’s reputation. What Joan’s doing is tantamount to ruining someone’s livelihood. It’s almost like murder in a way, do you get it?”

He asked, “Are you mad because I’m defending her? Is that why you’re going after her?”

She replied coldly, “I couldn’t care less if there were rumors of a scandal involving you and Joan

staying at any hotel.”

Sean took a deep breath, his eyes locked on Abigail. He asked, “Are you willing to say anything just

because she won’t apologize? Is L.Moon that important for you?”

“You think she’s innocent? Fine. Once I uncover the truth, let’s see how you can defend her.” She avoided answering his question, turning her gaze toward the window. She didn’t want to talk to him. anymore, realizing he was just a flaming heap of disappointment.

still want to resolve this,

threaten me. What else can you do besides threatening me? Why does the

closer to Sean. She enunciated sharply, “You resorted to underhanded tactics just to get Alana on your show. So, you better protect her. She owes you nothing, and you

pulled her into

you so mad?”

hugged her,

go!”

patted her back and, for once, adopted a persuasive tone. “This is the production team’s oversight. I’ve dispatched my team to locate the original video. I’ll prove your innocence.” He could understand why she was so mad. She was Alana, after all.

Sean held her close to his chest. “Alright, calm down. You have

attend,” he

She clutched his clothing and exhaled. “I don’t care. Joan can’t be our model. We’re replacing her

calmly. Still, she tried to break free again, and he looked at her. “In exchange for her being your model this time, you

request.

make an apology video and post it online,” she said, reining in her

Abigail’s eyes and nodded. “Fine. I’ll talk

want fairness this time. Anyone involved in the smear

show,” she insisted.

“Of course,” he agreed.

just for Joan’s future. Then, she mocked, “Joan means a lot to you, doesn’t she?”

bringing that up again?” He

shoved him away and sneered. “Still playing dumb, I see. Forget it. Focus on your job. We have nothing