I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel

Chapter 393 Unraveling the Threads.

Abigail didn’t expect the Pearson Family to be involved yet again.

So, it seemed that Vincent’s wife was filling in his shoes after his name was dragged into the mud?

After Tristan said this, he sneered. “I won’t lose out no matter which of you, Martha or you, gets arrested!”

Since he was already a condemned man, someone like him would never accept not dragging someone alongside him.

Abigail watched Tristan leave, unable to help but wonder if the Pearson Family was going after her because of Kelly. After all, she had very little contact with Eric before accepting Tristan’s invitation. Since Eric had agreed to the marriage with the Pearson Family, she didn’t pose a threat to Vincent’s family in this situation.

Thus, the issue had to lie with Kelly. However, what made it strange was that Kelly wasn’t a part of Vincent’s family. It seemed a bit excessive for them to go to such lengths for her.

In retrospect, Kelly was a long-lost heiress who returned to the Pearson Family after so many years. She relentlessly attacked Abigail. Yet, so far, it seemed that the Pearson Family was unaware of Kelly’s underhanded actions. Meanwhile, Vincent’s family had been secretly backing Kelly.

As Abigail thought back to Ronaldo and Luna’s speculations…

Could it be that there’s something fishy going on with Kelly’s identity? Since Abigail was once the most likely candidate to be the Pearson Family heiress, she would be a threat to Kelly if Kelly truly wasn’t the real heiress. If that were the case, it would make sense why she would pull all the stops just to deal with Abigail.

Once Abigail figured this out, she decided to start with unearthing Kelly’s true identity.

All the trouble Kelly had caused behind the scenes was entirely due to the support of Vincent’s family. If her false identity were exposed to the public, she wouldn’t be able to have time to deal with Abigail anymore.

So, Abigail messaged Ronaldo after finally thinking things through.

‘How are the pearls selling?”

Ronaldo replied in mere minutes, ‘Ms. Quinn, just get straight to the point. Beating around the bush isn’t your style.

Abigail had planned to exchange a few pleasantries before getting to the point. Nonetheless, she couldn’t help but feel a little caught off guard after being unceremoniously called out by Ronaldo.

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You once mentioned that Kelly’s identity might be suspicious. Can you find out the truth? You know what happened to me in Capitalis. It was orchestrated by Josh’s uncle’s family. As far as I know, they’ve been nothing but supportive toward Kelly. I suspect that there’s a high chance that Vincent’s family and Kelly are somehow biologically related.”

Their goals would align only if they were in cahoots.

‘Alright, I’ll do my best to investigate this matter.

Once that was done, Abigail asked about the sales of his pearls yet again.

‘It’s fine, I suppose. After all, the gaming industry and the fashion industry are somewhat separate. Still, it doesn’t matter because I know the pearls will sell like hotcakes once the show airs.

This answer left Abigail a bit disappointed. Ronaldo was clearly running a loss-making business.

She had planned to stay here until the afternoon before returning to Pendorf. However, she unexpectedly received another visitor.

There was a knock on the hospital room door, and before she could speak, it was pushed open.

A woman in a pure white dress walked in.

Abigail looked up at her, and she was momentarily stunned the instant she saw the woman’s face.

The same went for the woman; her reaction was even more pronounced. She froze right at the doorway.

Abigail didn’t need to think twice to know who she was.

It was Scarlett. Josh had shown Abigail a photo of her.

When Abigail had looked at the photo, she hadn’t felt much about the other part. Yet, it was quite a different story when the person was standing right in front of her.

Scarlett had taken good care of herself throughout the years. So, her skin was fair and delicate. When she raised her chin and said nothing, she looked naturally aloof and elegant.

Abigail felt like she was looking in a mirror as she scrutinized the older woman’s face.

Of course, she didn’t think she possessed Scarlett’s elegance.

That woman exuded a natural aura of nobility, the kind that immediately revealed she was at pampered heiress.

Scarlett slowly snapped out of it. She had originally come with some harsh words, but she found it hard to say them upon seeing Abigail’s face.

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Even though they weren’t blood-related, Abigail’s face was endearing.

“Ms. Quinn, you said you don’t have time to design a dress for my daughter, but you accepted Tristan’s invitation to Capitalis and even injured your hand in the process. If you had agreed to help my daughter with the design, you wouldn’t have come here. I’m fairly certain your hand. wouldn’t be injured. Do you regret it now?” Scarlett was still angry at Abigail’s actions.

Abigail looked at her calmly. “I don’t regret it. After all, I blew up a group that specifically bullied girls in exchange for injuring one hand. Frankly, it’s a good deal.”

Scarlett did admire her but still huffed coldly as she retorted, “Ms. Quinn, do you know how many people’s interests you’ve disrupted? There are investors behind this show, and this program has brought them a lot of profit. Do you think you’ll have a good outcome after you’ve severely damaged their interests?”

“I refuse to believe there’s no justice in this world, Abigail said indifferently.

Scarlett thought Abigail was truly naive.

In her social stratum, she couldn’t see the dark side and thought the world was all sunshine and rainbows.

“I hope you can keep thinking that way.” Scarlett’s voice carried a trace of undisguised disdain.

After she said her piece, she put on a serious expression and said to Abigail, “I suggest you reconsider your decision to design a dress for my daughter. This is your last chance.”

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