Chapter 394
I Want a Divorce
Chapter 394 Preparations for A Showdown
Abigail calmly looked at her. âWhat if I donât value this chance?â
âThen, be prepared. Youâre an enemy of Capitalisâ upper circle now. It doesnât matter how deep your
relationships are with Josh and Eric. Iâm sure our families will never let them offend these people, for
your sake,â Scarlett stated firmly.
âI understand,â Abigail replied calmly.
Scarlett grew a bit angry when she saw that Abigail was utterly unfazed. âArenât you afraid of what I
said?â
âIâll say it again. I refuse to believe thereâs no justice in this world.â Abigailâs eyebrows didnât even.
twitch.
âMs. Quinn, I want to know why you wonât design for Kelly. Is it just because of the previous
misunderstanding? Donât you think youâre being petty? It was all a misunderstanding, and you holding
onto it like this by not accepting Kellyâs apology⦠I really donât know what to do with you.â Scarlett
couldnât keep up the act any longer. In the end, she resorted to firing questions at Abigail like rapid
artillery, appearing a bit frustrated.
At this moment, her aloofness was completely gone and was replaced by nothing but a childish
tantrum.
âMrs. Pearson, who I choose to design for, is my choice. To put it bluntly, I simply donât like Kelly as a
person. I donât like her, so I donât want to design anything for her. I donât want her to wear something I
designed. If I agree to your request, Iâll feel uncomfortable about it,â Abigail stated plainly.
Scarlett wanted to say more. Just then, Luna, who had come to pick Abigail up at the airport, opened
the door and widened her eyes when she saw Scarlett.
âIâm returning to Pendorf. If thereâs nothing else you want to say, please go home, Mrs. Pearson.â
Abigail spoke up, snapping Luna back to reality.
âI hope you donât regret it!â Scarlett said with annoyance before stomping off in a huff.
Luna couldnât help but comment, âIs that Kellyâs mother? Why is she acting like a little girl?â
Abigail looked at her, utterly exasperated. You havenât seen her when sheâs calm. Her demeanor was
flawless. Alas, it all falls apart when she gets angry.
The two of them arrived at the airport. Luna took a seat and turned to Abigail beside her, saying, âShe
really does bear a striking resemblance to you. The impact of seeing her for the first time was⦠Well,
quite something. Do you ever wonder if Kelly might be posing as someone else and youâre actually the
real deal?â
âKelly might be posing, but Iâm not the genuine one,â Abigail responded with conviction.
Abigail couldnât shake off the bad impression that the Pearson Family had left her with. She was
determined to avoid any connection with them.
âSo, what did you find out?â Luna inquired with curiosity.
âTristan let me in on it. It turns out that itâs Vincentâs wife, Martha, whoâs pulling the strings from behind
the scenes. The way Kelly and the Pearson Family are gunning for me all boils down to Kellyâs identity.
They see me as a threat no matter if Iâm the real deal or not, simply because of how much I resemble
Mrs. Pearson,â Abigail explained.
âYeah, itâs uncanny. I didnât really think much about it from the pictures, but seeing you two side by side
is⦠Honestly, itâs quite shocking, you know? Luna couldnât contain her excitement.
Abigail looked back on the situation and found it equally astonishing.
âNow I understand why Josh and Eric were so convinced you were the missing child of the Pearson
Family. If I were them. Iâd probably believe it too,â Luna mused.
âAt the moment, my main concern is the progress of my work,â Abigail redirected the
conversation.
As her stitches were set to be removed in a week, she wouldnât be able to do much work during that
time. Considering the demanding schedule of participating in a show and variety program, sheâd
already planned for long hours. Now, she was in a pickle.
âIâll help you negotiate with the clients when the time comes.â Luna smiled.
âThen, Iâll be counting on you,â Abigail raised an eyebrow.
Back in Pendorf, Abigail was still worried about Scarlettâs words. She briefed Luna and went home.
As soon as she arrived home, Analise came up to ask about her hand.
It seemed that even Analise, who didnât use the internet much, had come to learn about her injured
hand.
âHow did you know about my injury?â Abigail asked Analise with a smile.
âItâs all over the news; how could I not know? I might not be very good with the internet, but I still paid
attention,â Analise scolded her playfully.
Abigail placed her suitcase by the door and said gently, âItâs nothing serious, Grandma. Iâve been
craving your food.â
âAlright, Iâll make them for you right away.â
It happened to be dinner time.
Abigail hadnât been in her room for long when she received an email.
It was from one of her clients.
âMiss Alana, I heard about your hand, and Iâm deeply sorry. However, the reason Iâm sending you this
email is to ask, is my dress ready? I hope you can complete the orders in hand as soon as possible.
This is crucial for you. Also, I hope you wonât take any more orders until this crisis is resolved.
Abigail looked at the email, her brows furrowing.
This client was a notable star in Capitalis with a significant status.
It seemed Scarlettâs words werenât empty, and some of the people whose interests were affected by her
actions in Capitalis had already started to take action.
Abigail replied to the client..
Thank you for your reminder, Miss Zipp. Your dress is almost finished; it will take another half month.
You can come to pick it up in mid-October.
It looked like she needed to prepare for a showdown.