The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 310 Not Qualified

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.

“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.

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“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.”

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

her plans.

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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!”

“You don’t have the guts to speak up because you plagiarized, didn’t you? Fans should really stop

manipulating the comments. Even a small company like CoolVogue dared to step forward. So, why

should a big company like Lyshe cover up for her? Lyshe has already explained the problem at their

event last night. This isn’t the first time she’s been accused of plagiarism, is it?”

Abigail read through the comments and then began composing a post. ‘An employee from my company

used illegal means to steal all my design files from my computer. I’ve been trying to find a solution, and

I expected these results, but not this soon. The company has reported the theft to the police, but I’m

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still personally responsible for the losses. These leaked designs have been distributed to various

people and teams, so LMoon has invested a lot of resources and time in the investigation. However, I

will never plagiarize. If I do lose my touch one day, I will choose to leave this industry: Regardless, I will

never engage in plagiarism, which would bring shame to the industry.

She attached the police report and Micah’s verdict as evidence. Anyone could verify the truth.

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from these documents by searching online.

Following her post, her fans rallied to her defense, expressing their sympathy and support.

“How many designs were stolen? Can you share more details? How can an employee do such a thing?

It seemed that they even had such a sophisticated virus on hand just for this. If someone is determined

to cause harm, it seems any precautions couldn’t have stopped it.

When Abigail saw this comment, she replied, ‘Hundreds of unreleased design drafts were stolen.

This comment quickly made its way to the top comments section.

Abigail appreciated her fans’ concern and knew that L.Moon’s current popularity owed much to the

support of these dedicated followers. They might not fully grasp the intricacies of design, but their

heartfelt appreciation for beautiful things was unwavering and staggering in its authenticity.

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