The Spare Wife

Chapter 132 Anthony Is Hiding His True Nature

Neither Abigail nor Anthony noticed Sean nearby.

Anthony’s voice was joyful as he said. “Don’t be so polite. I’ve also invested quite a bit in this series. I hope it gets good reviews when it’s released, of course.”

Abigail had gained a lot from today’s exchange, so she looked relaxed. “Let me treat you to dinner

sometime.”

“In that case, you owe me two meals. Tomorrow night, you must treat me to some dinner with a lively atmosphere,” he said, heading toward the steps at the hotel entrance. “Come. I’ll drive you back. I didn’t drink today, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Um, I can take a cab by myself.” Her voice was uncertain as she followed behind him.

As he slipped his fingers into the keychain, he skillfully spun the keys. “Are you being polite again,

little junior?”

She smiled somewhat awkwardly, unable to decipher his thoughts. Yet, she could not treat someone who had helped her this way with such cold indifference. Just as she was about to follow

him to the parking lot, she saw a familiar Bugatti suddenly halt before him.

Anthony quickly retreated several steps, clutching his keys to his chest, visibly frightened.

Likewise, Abigail was also shocked. Her heart was pounding rapidly, and her blood was running hot. She was stunned briefly before rushing toward Anthony, grabbing his arm, and inspecting him.

“Are you okay?”

hint of disbelief. When

sat in the car with a cold, icy glare, and anger surged within

spoke gently, “Let’s go.”

patted his chest. With a slightly

like he has a

always felt that he was hiding his true nature

knocked him down, it

suppressed surge back

at Sean, he asked in a low voice, “What’s your relationship

unresolved

patted her shoulder. “Talk to him nicely. After all, you’ll still be working in this industry, and

Thanks for the reminder,” she replied, then

the car, but as he turned away, the smile disappeared instantly, leaving only a deep sense of gloom. They appeared so close on the show, making fans

the window, and with a mocking expression, he asked, “Is your important matter meeting up with your senior behind

me?” She stared

her, his face showing displeasure.

urgent came up, so I’ll hail a cab. Thank you for your help today. I’ll

have

his car and followed her with furrowed brows. From the moment

everything between them seemed to

three years seemingly

a cab and told

Manor.

around and saw her waiting for him at the entrance of the building. A