The Spare Wife

Chapter 233 Drop The Lawsuit
Abigail held her phone tightly, her face filled with a cold determination.
“Sean, if anything happens to my grandmother, I will ensure Kingston and Joan pay with their lives!” she declared, then forcefully
hung up.
She had concrete evidence that was enough to ruin Joan’s reputation! Who would have thought that Kingston would stoop so
low as to kidnap Analise?
As for trusting Sean... she’d rather believe that pigs could fly.
Abigail took a deep breath, calming her emotions. She then dialed Luna’s number.
“Hey, why are you calling me now? Is it because Grandma misses me? Tell her, as soon as I have the time, I’ll come visit...”
Luna’s voice, full of warmth and affection, greeted Abigail as soon as the call/connected.
Abigail couldn’t help but feel her nose tingle upon hearing Luna’s voice.
She choked back her tears. “Luna, immediately cancel the lawsuit. Make sure the news spreads so that Joan finds out.”
“Why?” Luna’s voice, that was filled with excitement, now brimmed with anger. “They’ve done so many wicked things. How can
we let them off the hook? Is it because of Sean?”
Mentioning Sean seemed to strike a chord, and Luna launched into a barrage of curses, sparing no aspect.
Finally, she turned her fury toward Abigail. “That rotten scumbag isn’t worth cursing. What’s wrong with you? You’re divorced
already! Why are you still making concessions for him?”
“I’m not.”
Abigail spoke with a hint of weariness. “Luna, right now, I want Sean and Joan to pay for their wicked deeds more than anyone
else, but they’ve got me cornered with something I can’t give up.”
“Cornered? Is it...”
“Don’t worry about the specifics. Just make sure you let Joan know as soon as possible that I’m dropping the lawsuit.”

Without waiting for Luna to respond, she hung up.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to seek Luna’s help; it was just that a more formidable adversary had appeared before her.
“Sean, what are you doing here?”
Abigail looked at Sean, who had appeared at the door, her eyes devoid of any warmth.
Her gaze was filled with a blood–red hue, and the look she gave him was one that someone would give an enemy.
That look sent a shiver down Sean’s spine, and he somehow could keenly sense that something between them was crumbling.
Even when they signed the divorce papers, he thought it was because of Analise’s injury that Abigail was so enraged.
But now, he couldn’t find any reason to deceive himself. Abigail’s eyes held an unabashed hatred with no hint of concealment.
“Abigail, I can explain...”
“I don’t need your explanation,” Abigail interrupted him, her voice incredibly cold. “There’s no need for explanations between us.
If you truly want to do something for your beloved, then persuade her to release my grandmother. Otherwise... it will be a fight to
the death.”
She clenched her fists, enunciating each word.
As Sean stood before her, she suddenly saw through everything.
Instead of searching for Kingston like finding a needle in a haystack, it was better to have Sean release Analise.
If he refused, she would have no choice but to drag them all down to hell together.
Sean opened his mouth to say something but ultimately swallowed his words.
After a few seconds of silence, he spoke up. “I’ll take you to find Joan.”
“Heh!” A mocking laughter escaped Abigail’s red lips as she looked at Sean with disdain. “I’ve done too many foolish things
before, haven’t I? That’s why you think no matter what you say, I’ll believe it? Sean, what you should do now is go tell Kingston
that I’m dropping the lawsuit, but he must immediately return my grandmother!”

Her last sentence was a vehement roar.
Analise had only been out of the hospital for a day, and she couldn’t bear to imagine her frail grandmother in the ruthless hands
of Kingston, enduring who knew what kind of inhumane
treatment.
As this thought flashed through her mind, she couldn’t sit still any longer.
She got up to leave but was grabbed by Sean. “Where are you going?”
“You have no right to ask!” she retorted angrily.
He furrowed his brows, still patiently insisting, “Your emotions are too unstable right now. Going out like this could lead to
trouble.”
“Could there be anything worse?” Abigail shot back, her tone unyielding. “Sean, my grandmother better be safe and sound.
Otherwise, Kingston, Joan, and even your precious family members will all be held accountable!”