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I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Abigail poured a glass of whiskey for Sean and exchanged some courteous words at the dining table. Finally, she

raised her glass and said, “Our divorce is already in the past, and I hope you won’t dwell on it, Mr. Graham. We

should look forward and move ahead. Of course, I’m very grateful for all the help you’ve provided.”

Sean nodded as he picked up a glass nearby and lightly clinked it against Abigail’s glass before downing it.

Analise had prepared whiskey as she didn’t know much about red wine. She felt that whiskey was just right for this

occasion.

Unfortunately, the fiery whiskey made Sean’s nerves tingle. He was severely tempted to ask. Abigail head-on what

he could do just to earn a chance for redemption. Still, he managed to restrain himself.

It was entirely up to her whether she wanted to give him another chance, and he had no right to ask such a foolish

question. Even if he felt aggrieved and wanted to be a fool for once, he could. only be one in his mind.

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“Since I’ve accepted your dinner invitation, you don’t need to feel indebted anymore. Grandma took care of me for

three years. Doing what I can to repay that kindness is only right,” he spoke calmly after regaining his composure.

“Alright,” Abigail replied before Analise could.

“Is your friend okay? How’s he doing? Getting stabbed is no small matter. He looked as though he was at death’s

door the last I saw him. Is his body recovering well?” Analise interjected at this

moment.

“Don’t worry, Grandma. He exercises regularly, so his body is very fit. Plus, he hasn’t stopped taking supplements,”

Sean replied politely.

After dinner, Abigail called Cameron and had Sean, who was slightly tipsy, picked up.

Once they left, Analise couldn’t help but glare at Abigail. “Even if you don’t like him anymore, you shouldn’t speak

like that. Regardless of your feelings, his friend risked his life for you.”

Analise and Sean shared a common secret. Plus, Sean’s name was dragged into the mud because of the events in

Capitalis, which only occurred mainly due to Abigail’s identity. So, she held deep gratitude toward him. Her previous

discontent with him had also dissipated to a considerable

extent.

“You’re just too soft-hearted. Aren’t you afraid that his grandmother might come looking for trouble again?” Abigail

said with a touch of helplessness.

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“I’ll keep the door locked. Let’s see how she’ll get in then.” Analise was not afraid at this point.

When Abigail heard her response, she smiled before saying seriously, “I really don’t want to have a close

relationship with him. So, you shouldn’t get too close to him because of this incident. Dealing with his grandmother

is not easy, and I don’t want you to end up in the hospital because

of her.”

“I know.”

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Abigail returned to her room and continued to send out new design drafts to clients after telling. Analise her plans.

She had already anticipated this situation when Micah stole her designs and had prepared many designs in

advance. Some were ideas that hadn’t been used before, and she didn’t expect them to be a lifesaver for her

studio this time.

When the emails were all sent, she logged into her Instagram account and noticed that the plagiarism incident had

gained significant attention. Still, CoolVogue was just a small brand, so their post hadn’t made it to the trending

topics. Instead, her Instagram post had garnered

numerous comments.

In truth, not making it to the trending topics left her feeling quite disappointed.

She clicked on the comments and started reading them carefully.

‘Please come out and clarify the situation, Ally. I saw accusations of plagiarism at Lyshe’s event yesterday, but they

didn’t release a statement. I firmly believe that this is just a misunderstanding. Where are you? We’re worried

about you!

‘Don’t disappoint us, Ally. I became your fan because of the dress you designed for Lexie. You brought honor to our

design industry. Please don’t mess up. Otherwise, I may actually quit all my socials altogether!”