Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Face–Off Sitting in the most famous rooftop restaurant in the bustling city of Pendorf, Abigail shared a brief conve rsation with Lewis about work. However, he quickly became engrossed in discussing the script with so meone else and left her feeling somewhat redundant.

Anthony, sitting next to her, held two gla*ses of wine and handed one to her. “This one is called Pa*sion Coast. Give it a try.”

“It seems like Director Lewis doesn’t have anything important to discuss with me right now. I think I should go home. If there’s any work–related matter, you can talk to me during the day. My grandmother will worry if I don’t go back soon,” she said as she held the gla*s and smiled at Anthony.

He checked the diamond–studded watch on his wrist and raised an eyebrow. “It’s only 8.30PM. I’ll‘

send you home at 9.30PM. How about that?”

She hesitated a bit. “I’m a marri-

“Mr. Booker!” An excited voice interrupted her.

Both turned their heads to see a middle–aged man approaching with a gla*s of wine, after which Abigail let out a sigh of exasperation.

Anthony leaned back in his chair, his tone somewhat lazy. “Mr. Townsend, you’re dining here as well?”

“Yes. I just dropped by and didn’t expect to see you here,” Donovan Townsend said as he looked at Abi gail and flashed a more ingratiating smile. “Is this your wife? She’s delicate and beautiful, like a white lil y.”

Anthony chuckled and clinked his gla*s of liquor against Donovan’s gla*s. “Nah, Mr. Townsend, she’s m y junior. Enjoy your meal; my treat for your table.”

Donovan politely accepted the offer and quickly left as though he wanted to give the couple some private space.

Anthony looked at Abigail with uncontained delight in his voice. “Don’t mind them, Abby. These people are just gossipy. Tr y the Pa*sion Coast. I’m sure you’ll like it.”

Just as she was about to take a sip, a familiar voice sounded behind her. “Mr. Booker, it’s been a long ti me. How have you been?”

Anthony turned his head and saw a man exuding an icy aura. He smiled warmly. “Mr. Graham, long tim e no see. I’ve been well.”

Abigail instinctively glanced behind her.

Sean was dressed in a white suit with a black shirt and a gray–

blue checkered tie. He stood in the dimly lit open–

air restaurant and looked exceptionally outstanding. It was the first time she had seen him in a white sui t, and it left her feeling somewhat dazed.

Sensing her gaze, he calmly fixed his eyes on her. “You’re out so late. Are you still socializing?”

Anthony knew Sean had a close relationship with Abigail, but he did not suspect anything beyond that.

Sean’s casual question, however, made Anthony squint his eyes involuntarily.

“Yes, I’m socializing. Are you here to socialize as well?” Abigail pretended not to know him well. After all , Sean did not want anyone to know about their marriage, so she did not want to reveal how close they actually were.

“Abby, how about inviting Mr. Graham to join us for a chat? After all, there was some unpleasantness during the program, and he didn’t hold you accountable for it. You should thank him pr operly,” Anthony suggested.

Sean’s gaze turned cold, but he maintained his composure. “My relationship with Miss Quinn on the sh ow was extraordinary. Everyone with eyes could see that. Why would you think I would hold her accountable?”

Abigail felt a bit confused by their conversation. What are they doing?

Meanwhile, Lewis could sense the tension between the two powerful men as they lowered their voices.

Anthony nodded with a smile. “Yes. Abby has become more courageous. Just like what Mr. Townsend s aid carlier, she used to be delicate, like a white lily.”

Sean smiled somewhat inscrutably. “Is that so? If the production team has angered the gentle Miss Qui nn, wouldn’t it be necessary to apologize to her properly?”

Without giving Abigail a chance to speak, Anthony continued, “Speaking of which, your friend Joan has n’t apologized to Alana and L.Moon yet.”

Unable to bear it any longer, Abigail politely told Anthony, “If we’re not discussing work tonight, I should head home. My grandmother isn’t feeling well, and since I finally wrapped up my work, I want to spend more time with her.”

“I’ll send you back.” He offered immediately.

Sean watched Abigail intently, and she politely declined. “Thank you, but you’ve been drinking, and it’s not suitable for you to drive. I can get a car myself. Anthony, I appreciate everything tonight. Let’s have dinner together when we have time. Director Lewis is still here, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for you to l eave.”

Anthony reluctantly agreed. “Alright, Abby. Be careful on your way home. Watch out for perverts.”

Sean cast a faintly mocking glance at him as his l*ps curved with sarcasm. Me? Pfft.

Meanwhile, Abigail picked up her bag and left. Her graceful figure disappeared down the staircase before Sean turned to his seat. He took out his phone and sent her a message with a dark.

expression. ‘Wait for me at the intersection near your home. I’ll be down in a while. Abigail, if you don’t show up, you know the consequences.‘

When she saw his message, she knew he was angry. He could have fun outside, but the woman at home still had to remain pure for him.