I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel

Chapter 379 Accident

If Eric went easy on Abigail’s team, it would lead to criticism from the audience once the show was aired.

The two of them then walked together.

Coincidentally, they ran into Leo on the second floor.

Leo had a very refined appearance, fair skin, and a seemingly gentle demeanor.

When he encountered Eric and Abigail, he ran as fast as he could. However, he was eventually. overpowered by the two of them, and they took his key.

After this round, when Abigail was resting, she couldn’t help but talk to Tristan. “Don’t you think. the rules are unreasonable? How can anyone win under these circumstances?”

“The game is for the audience’s entertainment. The more thrilling and intense it is, the more viewers it attracts. What do you know?” He waved his hand dismissively, showing little interest speaking to her.

Undeniably, she thought there was some truth in his words.

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“This game can be cumulative. If you can’t win today, you have a chance tomorrow and the day after that until you find the treasure chest. We’re not just recording for one day,” he added to avoid her causing

and accusing the production team of unfair practices later.

Everyone seemed to accept the explanation.

With two hours of gameplay plus the punishment segment, the recording came to an end.

Coming out of the hotel, Abigail felt sore all over, especially in her legs. She had never climbed so many flights of stairs in her life.

“Where do you think the treasure chest is?” Eric asked her.

After a moment of silence, she said, “I think we can cooperate. I’ll go easy on your people, and you go easy on mine. With that, there may be a chance that one of our teams might get the treasure from the chest.”

“I think they’ve probably been doing that already,” he told her.

They quickly reached an agreement.

On the third day of recording, neither Abigail nor Eric could cope any longer. Unfortunately, Tristan didn’t allow anyone to rest.

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“If we keep resting like this, we won’t finish recording in half a week!” Tristan yelled in anger.

“But you need to consider everyone’s physical condition. High-intensity games like this can lead to problems. And with a punishment like walking the plank, how can we do that when we’re physically exhausted? Are we going to keep walking the plank until it gets dark?” Eric argued with him, appealing to reason.

“That’s right! I don’t believe anyone will dare to delay walking the plank until it’s dark! Eric, if you don’t want to record, you can say it in front of the camera, and you’ll bear the responsibility. The production team won’t waste time on you!” Tristan was shouting at Eric.

Suddenly, Eric grabbed Tristan’s collar. “You changed the rules at the last minute, and you expect. us to bear the responsibility? There’s no such good deal in this world. I’ll say it in front of the camera that I quit. I’ll release the original recording script and compare it to your new one. You think you’re in the right, going back on your words like this?”

Tristan was intimidated by Eric’s furious state. He glared at Eric for a moment, then chuckled and said, “You’re just concerned about Alana, aren’t you? Why don’t you say it? If you say it, I’ll

let you take a break.”

Tristan was undoubtedly the most arrogant director Eric had ever encountered, but of course, he wouldn’t say that out loud.

After all, the news of his marriage alliance with the Pearsons was still fresh, and if he went along with Tristan’s demands now, he wouldn’t know how Abigail would be criticized.

Noticing Eric’s silence, Tristan pushed him aside and adjusted his collar. “Once you’re on the set, you have to follow my instructions. Or else, I’ll still make you leave even if you’re the king. Do you understand?”

Eric gritted his teeth.

“Whatever. Let’s just keep filming,” one of the actors said. She was exhausted, too, but being a minor actress, she couldn’t argue with Tristan as Eric did.

As the filming started. Abigail’s

group’s progress significantly slowed.

They searched the sixth floor, but the mysterious treasure chest remained elusive.

While she was searching rooms on the fourth floor, her walkie-talkie suddenly relayed Miranda’s voice. “Something happened to Gabe!”

“What?” Abigail immediately turned and headed outside.

“Gabe found the treasure chest on top of a shelf by the second-floor staircase. She climbed up to get it, but her legs gave out, and she fell down, rolling to the first floor,” Miranda said, rushing downstairs.

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Many people had already gathered by the time they reached the first floor.

Gabe, covered in blood, was lying on the floor.

Abigail quickly rushed to pick her up and told the people nearby, “Quickly call 911.”

“We don’t have our phones. Mr. Stuart hasn’t arrived yet.

“I’ve already shouted into the camera to call Mr. Stuart over.”

Eric’s prediction had come true.

By the time Tristan arrived, ten minutes had passed.

“Call an ambulance!” Eric yelled at him.

With an annoyed expression, Tristan stepped aside and let the medical team on the set check

Gabe.

After the examination, they said, “There’s nothing serious, just some external injuries. She probably collapsed from exhaustion.”

“Then you all can continue. Gabe is eliminated. Bandage her up, and when she wakes up, ask her to leave the set,” Tristan announced without showing much concern for the participants’ well- being.

Suddenly, Abigail stood up. “Do you have no conscience at all? In this situation, you’re not sending her to the hospital, and you’re just accepting your medical team’s word that she’s fine?”

“Tristan, if you don’t call 911 today, I won’t continue recording! Edit the footage as you please. Don’t push it too far!” Eric threatened with bloodshot eyes.