The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham)
Chapter 101

Chapter 101 Threat

She took a deep breath and explained to Kevin, "She might be an assistant, but if I stay when she has to leave, it'd look bad on me."

Kevin told Luna sternly, "I don't need you to pay me for the breach of contract, but Mr. Graham has invested in this show. Cross him, and you will replace the design industry a treacherous place for you." Luna glared at him. "Is that a threat? I'm telling you, if she leaves, I'm leaving too."

"What's your reason?" Kevin looked at her quizzically.

"No reason. We're a package. I won't stay just because of money." Luna shoved him away.

Kevin looked at her knowingly. He stared at the leaving Luna and chuckled. "You have to think this through. Mr. Graham hired you to be Joan's designer. If you break your word and Joan fails her debut, he might come after L.Moon."

That lit the flames of fury within Luna. She glared at the simpering Kevin. "What's that supposed to

mean?"

Kevin stopped smiling. He said seriously, "You're smart. Do you think it's smart to drag L.Moon

down for an assistant?"

It was obvious what he was trying to say. She had to stay and keep designing for Joan, but if she stayed, then Abigail had to stay as well, and she had to take the unfair treatment. The rims of Luna's eyes went red. It was more annoying to have Abigail take the unfair treatment than if she had to do

it herself.

Sean and Abigail shared no love between them, and he was spoiling the homewrecker a lot. Luna couldn't bet L.Moon's future on the sparse love Sean had for Abigail. L.Moon and Abigail were important to her.

Kevin watched as the dark look on her face disappeared, and Luna went white. He went ahead and smiled. "You can stay back alone if you want. I'll get you an assistant. Abigail's leg is hurt, and she

has some family affairs to settle. She can get some rest now."

Luna went back to the couch and sat down, refusing to talk to Kevin. Kevin couldn't push her further, so he left. Abigail packed up and sat on

the couch, keeping quiet. She looked down at her phone, but even after a while, she didn't make any calls.

Luna hadn't come to see Abigail, but Sean had already called Abigail. Abigail took the call, but she

didn't say anything.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Sean asked coolly.

Abigail asked coldly, "You called me. You should be the one starting the conversation."

Sean could hear the dissatisfaction in her voice, and he sounded slightly less cold. "Luna called me. She told me you guys are trying to replace a new place to move to, and you're backing out of the production, are you?"

Abigail paused for a moment. She didn't think Luna would seek Sean out and talk about that. She didn't answer that question. Instead, she asked, "I have a question for you. Did you invest in this show just to h That was the point of Sean's investing in this show. He grunted.

The rims of Abigail's eyes went red. She said, "If I was the one who took the meds that day, I

would've been the one embroiled in a sex scandal. Even so, you're going to keep the person who

almost hurt me just because Joan asked you to?"

"Abigail, you can't do anything without evidence. What's the fairness you want? For me to kick the designer out of the team because they bit another designer?" asked Sean coldly.

Abigail pursed her lips, her eyes glistening with tears.

Sean said, "Victor texted Damian. That we have evidence. He went to the medical team and got the meds. That we have video evidence too. Damian asked someone to get the meds for Victor, and there's evidence of his traveling. Why is kicking them out not fair?"

Abigail rasped, "What if I believe that Victor's scapegoated? Can't you replace out the truth?"

Sean asked sharply, "You're leaving the team because you think I got the wrong person?"

Abigail refused to back down. "Yes. There are so many holes in this case, but you think it's fair. You think the evidence is enough. If you can't replace out the truth, then keep everyone. You're keeping Nina around Abigail seldom got mad. From what Sean knew, Abigail might look submissive, but she was actually cool and distant. Even when they were having sex, she could hold back her moans well. But now