Chapter 183 You’re Slapping Her Face 

“I will compensate her the most for this matter,” Sean replied. 

“Sean, have you always been like this? You don’t understand at all what it feels like when something you love is replaced by something you dislike. You only care about your own feelings and don’t care about how others might feel.” The man’s voice was filled with sarcasm. 

“So, are you saying that Joan has always been like this?” Sean questioned him. 

“What do you mean?” The man’s tone suddenly became displeased. 

Sean asked him coldly. “You know very well what I mean. Why hasn’t she been willing to apologize to the people she caused trouble with on the show until now?” 

“Is that her fault?” The man retorted. “You clearly knew that my sister liked you, but you intentionally flirted with another woman on the show. She posted on Instagram, and you deliberately embarra*sed her.” 

Sean leaned back in his chair and asked him indifferently, “I never said she could flirt with me.” 

“When my sister opposed your marriage back then, why didn’t you consider how she would feel? She’s a girl too, and she can have feelings for someone. Is that her fault?” The man questioned sharply. 

“Did your sister tell you about her first love?” Sean sneered. 

“From what you’re saying, you’re disavowing her first love, aren’t you? You promised me to treat her well just to use her, and once you’re done, you can throw her away like trash. Sean, can you justify everything I’ve done for you?” the man asked with disappointment. 

“Don’t you know how I treat your sister? Do I need to use her?” Sean countered coldly. 

Without Joan, he and Abigail wouldn’t have reached this point. 

For Joan’s future, he never revealed everything, even if Abigail misunderstood him. 

“Sean, my sister has told me that she’s fallen for you a long time ago. This is all your fault. Aren’t you going to take the responsibility?” The man’s voice was icy and stubborn. 

“Are you suggesting that I promised to take care of her and then made a mistake in taking care of her?” Sean’s bitter voice carried a hint of sarcasm. 

“Who is responsible for this situation? You know better than I do.” The man hung up the phone directly after saying that. 

Sean-held his phone and squinted at the computer screen. 

It seemed like there was no way to resolve this matter amicably. 

Sean sent a message to Cameron, who was out on business. “There’s no need to find variety shows for her.’ 

When Cameron returned, Sean handed him a card. “Tell Joan that there is 4.5 million in this card. Her affairs are no longer my concern.” 

“Okay…” Cameron accepted the card without understanding the reason behind it. 

Not long after this incident, Abigail received a gossip call from Luna. 

“After Joan came and caused us trouble, Sean completely ignored her! How strange is that!” Luna’s voice was filled with curiosity. 

Abigail was a bit surprised. “How did you know?” 

“Kevin told me… Ahem!” Luna said somewhat awkwardly. 

You’re on good terms with him.” Abigail continued embroidering without stopping her 

movements. 

“Ughh… That’s because he didn’t ask for too much in breach of contract fees. It’s all part of the business. You know, we have to keep in touch.” Luna firmly decided not to tell Abigail that she kept contact with Kevin, mainly for Abigail’s sake. 

After all, Abigail and Sean had not divorced yet, so when she couldn’t find her, she could still ask Kevin for information. 

“Mm… Do you know the reason?” Abigail asked in a soft voice. 

“I don’t know the reason, but it’s a good thing for you, isn’t it? Sean doesn’t want to divorce, and it’s complicated with Joan, which is off-putting. He’s-” 

“Are you suggesting that he’s having a change of heart?” Abigail interrupted Luna. 

Luna unintentionally became more serious. “Um… I respect all your decisions.” 

“Although I don’t know the reason, I don’t think he would easily abandon Joan like that,” Abigail said calmly. 

Based on her understanding of Sean, she felt that what happened between him and Joan seemed more like a temporary conflict 

“Alas… I don’t know what’s so good about Joan. She’s like a haunting spirit,” Luna mumbled. 

After hanging up the phone, Abigail lowered her gaze to the embroidery pattern she was working on, shook her head, and cleared her mind of all the cluttered thoughts. 

In the evening, as she was leaving the embroidery studio, a person blocked her path. 

The person wore a duckbill cap and a black mask. He was dressed in casual military green and exuded an unsettling aura. 

“Who are you?” Abigail instinctively took a step back. 

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“I heard you were looking for artisans for your boss, Alana, right?” the man asked Abigail while intentionally keeping his head down, as if afraid of being recognized. 

“Yes.” Abigail nodded. 

She indeed needed artisans to help with some accessories for the clothes she was making, but the man’s words didn’t put her at ease. 

“Come with me. Our boss wants to see you, the man said, then turned to walk away. 

Abigail didn’t follow him but returned to the embroidery studio instead. 

She glanced at the man standing in the shadow under the tree through the gla*s door. 

She couldn’t see his expression clearly, but she couldn’t shake off the feeling of uneasiness.