The Spare Wife

Chapter 375 Hand Over Your Phone!

Abigail’s disinterested look infuriated Tristan. Meanwhile, Eric couldn’t help but smirk.

“Take two,” Tristan said with frustration, then walked to the side.

Abigail resumed speaking, and Tristan remained silent this time.

During the break, he took his notebook and whispered to the staff.

Eric and Abigail sat on chairs during the break. “This variety show is really frustrating. As he said. that, he opened a bottle of water for her.

“We’ve just started. She rejected the water he offered. After all, they had to be cautious on the set.

With a smile, he took a sip of water himself before whispering, “Lewis was asked to leave in the middle of filming. Who knows what their intentions are?”

She leaned back in her chair and replied in a hushed tone, “Regardless, we’ll meet the enemies head-on.”

Since there were not many scenes that Abigail needed to record, filming ended in two hours. Tristan then impatiently asked, “How’s the investigation going?”

“Let me check my phone,” she replied.

When she took out her phone, she saw messages from Ronaldo and Eric’s friends. She then said, “The person who messaged me has been caught. I’ll post another Instagram update to clear things. up. However, it was the secretly planted virus on my phone that caused this incident.”

have it checked, Tristan

has a lot of private data. If something serious happens, how will you take responsibility?” She didn’t

data can be transferred, but if the phone is the problem, it’s a problem for the

“Alright.” She nodded.

important data, she

was concerned. “Aren’t you worried they might

friend, don’t we?”

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My friend has our backs.

filming as usual, and

posted the Instagram update, Runway Capitalis not only gained a surge in popularity, but its

instantly. He quickly left the set and muttered while suppressing

answered in the

furiously. “What’s wrong with you? If you want my production team to deal with Abigail, don’t do anything behind the scenes. You nearly jeopardized

you so angry?” The woman’s voice

was fuming. Being

“What’s wrong? Why did the virus trouble you?” Her voice was

these stupid. tricks, don’t blame me for breaking the

smiling as she comforted him. “I’m afraid you don’t know. Abigail well, Mr. Stuart. The virus has been on her phone for a long time. Something happened before this, and she should have deleted it then. Now that you’ve found it hasn’t been deleted, it might be a trap she set up to make us