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I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

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Chapter 535 Abigail, Save Me

Upon seeing Abigail’s unwavering decision, Analise had no choice but to relent. She had already done

her best to assist Sean in persuading her granddaughter, but she couldn’t push her too hard due to her

stubbornness. “Well, the rest is up to the two of them,” she thought.

“Grandma, I’m going back to Capitalis,” Abigail announced, still unwilling to stay. With so many people

taking care of Sean, she had nothing to worry about. Moreover, every moment spent here reminded her

of the past when Lina used to criticize and bully her relentlessly. Just the thought of those tormenting

days made her feel suffocated.

After Abigail left, Colby couldn’t help but sigh. Standing in the doorway, he said to Analise beside him,

“This place holds too many unpleasant memories for her. Staying here would only upset her, I

suppose.”

As soon as Abigail disembarked the plane in Capitalis, she bumped into Eric, who had just returned

from

work.

“Traveling on business again?” Eric asked, his voice filled with delight upon seeing her. “What kind of

fate brings us together at the airport?”

“Nope. I went back to my hometown to check on my grandmother. She has some matters to deal with

in Pendorf, and she hasn’t returned yet.” Abigail explained.

“You haven’t had dinner, right? How about we grab a meal together?” Eric suggested. It had been a

while since he last saw her, and witnessing the changes in her made him feel emotional. “The girl

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whose hands used to chap in winter because of her job is now the boss of two companies.”

“You’re always busy every day, so it’s rare for you to come home. You should go home and have dinner

with your family,” Abigail politely declined.

Eric became annoyed at the mention of this. “I get pressured to get married whenever I go home. It’s

really irritating, so I try my best to avoid going home. I had no choice this time, or I would still be out of

town.”

Amusement couldn’t help but show on Abigail’s face. “Even big celebrities get pressured to get

married, huh?”

Eric, who had once pursued her, now interacted with her more like a friend. He knew that no matter

how hard he tried, he could never compare to Sean. If it’s true that Sean nearly lost his life in the

Golden Triangle to save Luna, then what chance do I have against him?” he resignedly thought. “Big

celebrities are. human beings, too,” he said in resignation.

Abigail continued to smile. “Whose daughter is it?”

Upon hearing this, Eric’s expression turned serious with a hint of unhappiness. “No matter whose

daughter it is, I’m not going to agree to it. I’ve decided to enter the film industry and win all the major

awards first.” He had returned today with the intention of making his stance clear.

“That’s nice.” Abigail could only respect his choice. What else could she say, anyway?

After they parted ways, Cameron leaned closer to her and asked, “Are there any actresses in the

industry who developed feelings for Eric while co-starring with him? I heard that happens a lot among

celebrities.”

“You’re quite gossipy,” Abigail replied, giving him a sidelong glance.

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“It would be a waste not to gossip when you see celebrities, Cameron teased. He was pleased that

Abigail had rejected Eric. “So what if he won Best Actor on TV? Ms. Quinn still isn’t interested in him.”

Abigail took Cameron to a restaurant for a nice meal. When she returned to her office, Luna was no

longer there; she had probably gone to the Pearson Residence with Josh. The two of them were in the

early stages. of their relationship and couldn’t bear to be

apart.

Abigail sat down and started working on the tasks at hand. At 8:30 PM, her phone suddenly rang. To

her surprise, it was a call from Eric, whom she had just met at the airport earlier.

She answered the phone without much thought. Before she could speak, she heard Eric say, “Save

me…”

Abigail frowned and checked her phone again to confirm that it was indeed Eric. “Is this some kind of

prank?” she wondered. But before she could ask any more questions, the call was abruptly

disconnected.

“Eric comes from a wealthy family; his parents depend on him, not to mention his grandmother. He’s

just being pressured to get married… Did he have to go so far as to ask for help?” Abigail pondered,

licking her lips while clutching her phone. Eventually, she called out to Cameron, “Let’s go. We’re

heading out.”

“What’s wrong?” Cameron hurriedly caught up to her.

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“Quick, find out where Eric is for me. It seems like he’s in trouble,” Abigail urged.

Cameron was reluctant. “If he’s in trouble, why did he turn to you instead of someone close to him?

Could it be some kind of scam?”

“Just find out first whether he’s in trouble or not,” replied Abigail, her expression serious.

Cameron had no choice but to start locating Eric using his phone number. A moment later, he said icily,

“He’s in a star-rated hotel. Are you sure you want to go?”

“We need to check it out,” Abigail insisted. The mention of a hotel made her head throb. “Could it be

some melodramatic misunderstanding caused by his family pressuring him into marriage?”

The two of them hurriedly made their way to a hotel named Galaxy Hotel, where Abigail explained that

she was here to meet Eric. Just as the receptionist was about to check, the lobby manager

approached. them with a smile, saying, “There’s no one named Eric Davidson here. You might want to

try another

hotel.”

Abigail shot a glance at Cameron.

Cameron grabbed the lobby manager, pressing his fingers hard against the latter’s throat. “Which room

is he in?”

The lobby manager tried to resist, but Cameron’s grip tightened. In an instant, blood started to trickle

down the lobby manager’s throat.

Trembling with fear, the receptionist quickly checked the room number and then respectfully handed

the room key to Abigail.

Abigail ascended the stairs with the room key in hand, while Cameron shoved the lobby manager away

and hurriedly followed her.

The lobby manager stumbled and fell due to the slippery floor. He thundered in exasperation, “Call the

security guards! Call the police!”