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I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 313 Unexplained Hostility

To Abigail’s surprise, the fanfiction remained a trending topic on social media for several days.

Most importantly, Sean liked the tweet as well, seemingly as a response to the fans.

“What do you think he means by that? Is he trying to stir up rumors about us on purpose?”

While sitting in the bar, Abigail vented to Luna in dissatisfaction.

Luna swirled her glass and said, “Well, there’s no way you can clarify the matter now.”

Abigail was too embarrassed to unlike the tweet.

It had been four days, and she was still too afraid to go on Twitter. She used Luna’s account to browse instead.

“What a coincidence.”

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

Abigail and Luna turned around to find Anthony standing behind them. He was dressed in a sapphire blue suit.

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Judging from his carefully styled hair, he had put in much effort to dress up.

“Are you here to have some drinks with your friends, Mr. Booker?” Luna spoke up first.

“That’s right. I’m meeting someone, Anthony replied, but his eyes were still on Abigail.

Abigail knew what he was thinking. She felt the urge to hide.

“A client?” she asked with an awkward chuckle.

“Nope. A client’s daughter. She just came to Pendorf, so I’m showing her around,” Anthony said.

The moment he finished speaking, an elegantly dressed woman came over. “Anthony?”

Anthony turned around and smiled at her. “That’s me.”

Luna cocked an eyebrow at Abigail. They both thought the same thing.

“Why don’t we share a table?” The woman abruptly suggested to Anthony.

Anthony looked at Abigail and Luna with a conflicted smile. “Can we?”

“Sure. Abigail nodded with ease.

After all, they had to show some courtesy to the daughter of Anthony’s client.

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A round of introductions later, Abigail learned that the elegantly dressed woman was named Lacey Fernandez.

Is she related to Ronaldo Fernandez? Abigail wondered.

Lacey didn’t seem to be a talker. Anthony and Luna did most of the talking, but it was mostly about work.

All of a sudden, Luna asked Lacey, who was scrolling on her phone, “Where are you from, Miss Fernandez?”

“Eastbay. Ronaldo Fernandez is my cousin. Abby should be acquainted with him,” Lacey responded to Luna after

pocketing her phone.

I knew it. Abigail thought.

“Speaking of which, don’t you plan on clarifying that incident where you liked that fanfiction?” Lacey’s eyes fell on

Abigail.

Thanks to her, the easygoing atmosphere became a little awkward.

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Anthony cleared his throat and said. “Even if she doesn’t, it’s not a big deal. It brought publicity to their studio. It’s

just fans shipping them together. It’s not serious enough to require a formal clarification.”

“Is that so?” Lacey asked innocently.

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“I’m not trying to stir up any rumors about us as a couple. The fans started it themselves. I clicked on the tweet by

accident. A formal clarification is a little unnecessary,” Abigail said stiffly before sipping her drink.

“Why did

you pay to have it stay on the trending list if you’re not trying to stir up rumors about you two being a couple? It

doesn’t seem right to do this just for the sake of publicity. Is Mr. Graham going to play along with such a

meaningless thing?” Lacey asked. Though she had an expression of genuine confusion, her words were biting.

Luna’s smile went from joyous to meaningful. She set her glass down and asked Lacey, “What makes you say that

we paid to have it remain on the trending list? Are you related to the owner of Twitter?”

“No, but Anthony said you care about publicity, so that’s why you encouraged the shippers. If that’s not the case,

then I must have misunderstood. Sorry.” Lacey shrugged after giving an insincere apology.

Abigail would be a fool if she didn’t sense the veiled hostility behind Lacey’s seemingly innocent

remarks.