The Spare Wife

Chapter 257 She’s Not Even Mad

Kevin chimed in, “What kind of seafood is it? Tell me about it so I can bring some back to try too.”

Abigail asked Ronaldo with a smile, “Would you mind if I send him some as well?”

“What’s with the formality? It’s been given to you, so it’s yours to do with as you please,” replied Ronaldo generously.

Sean hung up the phone, saying, “Mr. Fernandez, please lead the way.”

After checking the room and making sure there was nothing left behind, Abigail was about to pick up her suitcase. However, Sean happened to be near the suitcase, so he reached out and took it before catching up with Ronaldo.

After hesitating for a moment, Abigail eventually followed them in silence.

“Let’s get out through the back door with me. Considering Mr. Davidson’s fame, there’ll be more than a swarm of paparazzi,” said Ronaldo as he led them toward the elevator accessible only to

the hotel’s staff.

“Okay,” replied Abigail.

longer held her tongue. “You shouldn’t have snatched the phone from Mr. Davidson’s fan today. You’re working for

seemed surprised that she was concerned about him. Their interactions had been nothing else but business–related pleasantries before, but today’s incident seemed to have added a touch of friendship to their partnership. “In that case… will there be any problems later?” He appeared nervous. “I thought once we called the police,

nowadays, and there are countless instances of someone being quoted out of context. Even innocent people find it hard to prove their innocence, and netizens‘ emotions are easily stirred by false narratives. L.Moon will deal with today’s incident, so don’t worry,” explained Abigail, reassuring him. She

eyes were brighter than usual, holding a touch

Kevin cleared his throat.

tightened slightly on Abigail’s suitcase, but he said nothing in the

at Kevin. “Do

the air here in Eastbay. I think I am allergic to it,” said Kevin

she nonetheless offered him an out. “I have drinking water in my suitcase. Do you want to have

of you, Ms. Quinn, but it’s not

got in Ronaldo’s car, Abigail received a call from Eric’s number. She clutched the phone and took a deep breath before answering the phone call. “Hi, Mr. Davidson,” she said in a polite voice laced

talent agent. I know the incident on the internet is the media taking things out of context and causing damage to you and Eric’s reputations. Our company is sincerely sorry for that. May I ask if you’re free? I’d

in her voice; instead, she discerned the underlying meaning behind her words. Sean’s guest is right; Eric’s phone has indeed fallen into the hands of his talent agent. “I’m

phone. “Who gave you the

her, saying, “Once Miss Smith clarifies the situation, he’ll be put on the spot. I just wonder what he’ll think about it.” A unilateral clarification of the situation from Abigail’s side meant that Eric would have to face the consequences of his own actions. Knowing that she