I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel

Chapter 374 Let’s All Give Up

In the evening, the program’s shady dealings that Abigail provided to Eric were posted by a marketing account and quickly gained traction, becoming a trending topic.

The very next morning, she received a call from Tristan.

“What’s with the post online?” Tristan asked impatiently, seemingly convinced that she was the one behind it.

“I just woke up. What happened?” Her voice carried a hint of innocence.

Tristan sounded like he was talking with a smile, yet it was laced with a strong sense of threat. “Don’t play innocent with me. If you don’t provide an explanation regarding the post on Instagram, our collaboration might be in jeopardy.”

“Mr. Stuart, you should speak with evidence. Don’t pester me without substantial proof. If you don’t want to collaborate, make it known on Instagram and compensate me. Just say so. Don’t casually throw accusations at me,” she responded, her tone carrying a touch of exasperation.

“Have a look yourself,” he said, then hung up the phone.

As soon as Abigail logged onto Instagram, she found that the post about the shady dealings had escalated to a boiling point. This also indicated how well Runway Capitalis’ ratings were doing.

Seeing the heated discussion, she was quite satisfied, and she immediately messaged Tristan.

‘I don’t know about the post, but I will look into it. After all, the pictures were leaked from my phone. However, my stand is pretty clear from the screenshots. I’m not taking sides.

‘You didn’t take sides, but you’d better explain how it got leaked today. Otherwise, my production team will definitely sue you.’”

She wasn’t in a hurry to respond. Instead, she reached out to the netizens who messaged her.

Two of them had already deactivated their accounts, and one did not respond after Abigail sent the message.

After taking a few screenshots, she posted a clarification on Instagram.

“There is no concrete evidence regarding these shady dealings. I hope everyone can be rational about it. I just started working with Runway Capitalis, and many netizens sent me such messages. 1 replied to a few, but I never expected the conversations to be leaked. This whole thing is quite bewildering to me, and I’ve already started an investigation to find out what happened.”

Her clarification was visibly perfunctory.

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After she finished her morning routine, Eric came over.

“Tristan wants to see us. What’s the plan?” He was still a bit worried. After all, once they were on set, it would be easy for them to deal with Abigail.

“Ask your friend if they can replicate the virus from the previous QR code and create a copy for my phone,” she said.

Instantly, his eyes lit up. “That’s a good idea. We can use them to track down the created the virus. The forces behind them are much stronger than us.”

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Abigail nodded. “Since we can’t investigate it ourselves, we might as well stir up the waters.”

“I’ll ask my friend to make the virus even more aggressive. Who knows, it might be useful!” With that, Eric proceeded to send a message.

Before long, the two of them arrived at the workshop where the filming of the variety show took place. As soon as Tristan saw Abigail, he didn’t care how many staff members were present and immediately started scolding her. “What’s wrong with you? Can you do this or not? If you can’t, just quit. Stop being a nuisance every day.”

“We are already investigating this matter. Why are you so anxious?” Eric retorted.

The staff members had never seen such a situation and were all nervous.

Immediately, Abigail pulled Eric aside, concerned that there might be hidden cameras. If that were the case, the production team could use the footage against him, affecting his entertainment

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After all, Tristan was very unhappy with both of them.

“Mr. Stuart, I’ve already clarified on Instagram, and we’re currently investigating the matter. You asked for an explanation today, and it hasn’t been long since then.” Her attitude was icy.

“You can skip today’s recording. Let Eric go ahead with us, and you handle your affairs.” Tristan felt irritated whenever he saw her.

If there hadn’t been behind-the-scenes pressure for him to collaborate with Abigail, she wouldn’t have even qualified to appear on his show, especially considering that “Troubled Times’ hadn’t been released yet.

“Someone will handle my affairs. Not recording today would be a waste of my time. Do you think it’s your time that’s being wasted?” she responded indifferently.

Irritated, Tristan kicked a prop on the floor and sneered. “You really think highly of yourself. Be thankful that you get to be here.”

Hearing that, Eric concealed his anger behind a restrained expression.

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The workshop was the production site for the show and was divided into various areas, including areas for weaving, embroidery, handicraft, and sewing.

According to the schedule, Abigail was supposed to discuss topics related to weaving and other crafts in front of the camera, but she had to make it special. After all, Runway Capitalis wasn’t doing this type of program for the first time, and they had discussed fashion-related knowledge extensively.

After Tristan instructed the camera crew to set up, he asked Abigail to get ready.

As the recording began, Abigail walked past the hanging fabrics, preparing to speak. However, Tristan shouted impatiently, “Cut! Where are you looking? The camera is right here! If you don’t know what to do, let Eric teach you how to face the camera today. Whose time do you think you’re wasting?”

This qutburst instantly created a tense atmosphere on set.

On the side, Eric contained his anger, making his breathing heavier.

Just then, Abigail turned to Tristan and said, “I’m an amateur. Of course, I’m not camera-savvy. Even if you get Eric to teach me all day, I don’t think I’d be able to learn it all. What’s your other solution, then?”