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Chapter 134 A Single Abigail? 

As their car approached the studio, Sean turned to Abigail instead of unlocking the door. “You should terminate your studio’s collaboration with Anthony. The penalty fee for Kevin’s side can be waived for you.” 

“If you have to add a bunch of conditions to your concession, then I suggest you forget about it.” After saying that, she reached for the car door but found it locked. Breathing heavily, she looked at 

him. 

With a calm gaze, he stared at her. “Don’t go overboard, Abigail. You’ve mentioned divorce several times but found various reasons to stay, so what’s this about now?” 

“Open the door. I need to get to work.” 

“Terminate your collaboration with— 

“It’s not up to me. I get paid for the job.” She interrupted, her tone indifferent. Unwavering, he gazed at her intently. “Open the door.” She pushed the car door. 

Only then did he finally unlock it. He could not refute what she said, for he had checked that L.Moon was a joint venture between her and Luna. She was responsible for designing high-end custom clothing, while Luna was responsible for attracting customers. 

As Abigail walked toward her studio, Sean watched her retreating figure for a while before finally driving away. He went to the hospital to personally take his grandmother home and then made a 

call to summon Kevin away from the show. 

Inside the studio, Abigail sat in her office and called Anthony. Within seconds, he answered the 

phone. “It’s rare for you to reach out to me. Are we having dinner tonight?” His voice filled with 

delight. 

Facing his question, she cleared her throat and replied, “I’m sorry for leaving in a hurry last night. 

I’m afraid I can’t make it for dinner tonight either. I’ll be busy with work, but once I’m done with 

everything, I’ll make it up to you.” 

Luna had gone on a business trip after securing the loan yesterday. 

“Sure. There’s no rush. Is everything fine between you and Mr. Graham last night?” he asked politely. 

She quickly responded, “Yeah. We’re cool. You should get back to work. I have to focus on work, 

too.” 

“By the way, Professor Gibson left an address. If you ever need any help with what’s coming up, don’t hesitate to reach out. I’ll take you to see him.” He offered kindly. 

When she heard that, a glimmer of surprise appeared in her eyes. “Really?” 

“Why would I lie to you? But since he’s not that familiar with you yet, he might need me to bring you.” His voice carried a hint of embarra*sment. 

Abigail nodded in understanding. “You have a close relationship with Professor Gibson, don’t you?” 

Without hiding anything, he told her everything openly, “Indeed. When I was in high school, his 

wife needed surgery for cancer, and he had to work as a private tutor. My father hired him to be my exclusive history tutor.” 

Curious, she asked, “You liked history?” 

Anthony chuckled briefly. “You can say I have a fondness for it.” 

“I see,” she replied. 

“Alright. You should get back to work,” he said cheerfully before ending the call. 

After hanging up, Abigail immersed herself in her work. 

Meanwhile, Sean did not return to work. Instead, he asked Kevin out for a drink. The two of them sat at a bar, with Sean silently sipping his alcohol while Kevin rested his chin on his hand, looking 

lost. 

Half an hour pa*sed, and the person who had called him out had not said a word. Sighing, Kevin finally asked, “Is this about our dear Mrs. Graham?” 

“Tell me. Why do you think she’s acting up on me?” Sean looked at Kevin, his voice filled with 

confusion. 

Kevin shook his head. “I haven’t had much interaction with you two, so I don’t know your 

relationship.” 

Just then, Sean set down his gla*s. “If that worked, would you be here? Can’t you be more helpful?” 

“Fine. Let me ask you, then. What’s her relationship with Anthony? I feel like his gaze toward her isn’t so innocent,” analyzed Kevin. 

“He’s asked her out for dinner twice now, using work as an excuse,” Sean said, tugging at his tie with 

some frustration. 

“Is he trying to steal her away from you?” Kevin was surprised. 

As Sean poured himself another gla*s of wine, he replied coldly, “We have a secret marriage, and she probably hasn’t told him that she’s married.” 

“There’s something I want to say, but I’m not sure if I should.” 

“Then, don’t.” Sean took another sip of his drink. 

Kevin hesitated for a moment, still feeling somewhat dissatisfied. “I’m gonna say 

Hearing that, Sean shot him a sharp look. 

it.” 

Hastily, Kevin continued, “Since you care about Abigail, why are you keeping your marriage a 

secret? Why not just tell Anthony that she’s your wife?” 

“Can’t she say it herself? I won’t do anything to her even if she did,” replied Sean with displeasure. 

At that moment, Kevin thought to himself, Just keep being proud. If you don’t speak up, someone might steal your wife. When he noticed that Sean remained silent, he attempted to analyze the 

situation. “You know her personality well. If she’s acting like this, there’s something you’re not doing right, or perhaps something upsets her in the show. You can ask her. What’s there that a married 

couple can’t discuss openly?” 

Sean gave him a meaningful look. Knowing what he meant, Kevin grabbed his phone, saying, “Let 

me probe for you.” 

He dialed the phone, and now, instead of drinking, Sean just stared at him intently. When the call 

was answered, Kevin switched on the speakerphone and greeted warmly. “Mrs. Graham—” 

“You’ve dialed the wrong number.” Then came the cold response from the other end before the call abruptly ended.