Chapter 367 Conflict 

Meanwhile, the first thing Kevin did after returning to his hotel room was to kick off his shoes to inspect his foot. “You’re really cruel. You’ve flattened my 

toes!” 

Sean looked at him with a cold expression without saying a word. 

“Say, you get jealous again and want to make things difficult for her. Why are you so conflicted?” Kevin asked, holding his legs with puzzlement written all over his good-looking face. 

Sean sat on the couch, gazing out the window in silence like a melancholic and beautiful young 

man. 

After watching him for a while, Kevin suddenly chuckled. 

“Are you insane?” Sean looked at him with a frown. 

Kevin couldn’t help but laugh in amusement. “You’re the one who’s insane; you’re suffering from lovesickness. I just don’t understand. Why her? Only you could come up with the idea of coming all the way to Capitalis to go mountain climbing.” 

Sean let out a snort. “Do you think I’m really here to go mountain climbing?” 

“Of course not. You’re here to see if your wife has been stolen from you,” Kevin drawled. 

Sean grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it at his face. “Just shut up if you can’t speak. properly!” 

Kevin caught the pillow. “Pray tell, what did you come here for?” 

“To look into some stuff.” Sean muttered. 

Kevin moved closer to him. “Is this still about Vincent?” 

“Don’t ask so many questions; it won’t do you any good. Just consider this a leisure trip,” said the 

man. 

Kevin curled his l*ps. “Fine. In that case, can I talk to Ms. Quinn when I’m free?” 

Sean nodded in silent agreement. He had nothing to worry about when Kevin was with Abigail, but it was a different story when Abigail was with Eric. 

Meanwhile, Abigail took Eric’s advice and dressed up a little for the party in the evening. Coming out of her hotel room, she happened to run into Kevin, who had come to ask her to join him for dinner. 

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“Are you heading out?” Kevin was surprised to see her carefully styled appearance. 

Abigail nodded. “Yeah.” 

Just then, the door to Eric’s hotel room opened; he was staying in the room opposite Abigail’s. “Are you ready?” he asked her. Then, seeing Kevin, he questioned, “Mr. Stewart, do you need something from her?” 

Kevin wore a charming smile. “Are you two going out together?” Eric was dressed formally in a suit, looking as if he were going on a date. 

“Yeah, we have something to do.” Eric didn’t explain where they were going. 

Kevin rubbed his nose, asking, “Can I come along?” 

“No, you don’t have an invitation,” Abigail stated, to which Kevin nodded. “Alright, then.” 

After the pair left, Kevin immediately called Sean. The moment Sean answered the phone, Kevin said urgently, “What are you still investigating? Ms. Quinn and Eric are going to attend an exclusive party, and I can’t tag along because I don’t have an invitation.” Before Sean could anything, he continued, “You know what happens at such events, don’t you?” 

“Shut up! You talk too much. Have you figured out what party it is?” Sean asked impa*sively. 

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Why is he pretending to be so calm at a time like this? Kevin grumbled to himself. “I haven’t figured it out, but I can stalk them,” he commented. 

Sean fell silent for a moment before asking. “There are many ways to figure it out. Why do you have to stalk them?” 

“Just who do you think I’m doing this for?!” Kevin became angry at once. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have done something like stalking someone else! 

“Suit yourself,” Sean said before hanging up the phone, claiming he had something to deal with. 

Kevin immediately went after Abigail and Eric. 

The production team had arranged for a car to take them to the party. As soon as Kevin rushed out of the hotel, he saw Abigail and Eric get into a car; he noted down the car’s license plate number and immediately went to the side of the road to hail a cab. 

Once inside the party venue, Abigail decided to separate from Eric. There were many celebrities. present at the party. After all, they were both in the industry, and if someone gossipy spotted them together, it would easily lead to misunderstandings. “I’m going to ch*ck out the food over there. Just text me if you need anything,” she whispered to Eric at the entrance. 

“What’s the matter?” Eric asked her, puzzled. 

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“I’d like to hang out on my own,” Abigail said bluntly. 

Eric simply grunted in response. 

After they went their separate ways, Abigail found a place to sit, planning to sit through the party. 

and then leave. 

Just then, a slender man in a royal blue suit stood in front of her, smiling as he said, “Good evening. Ms. Quinn. I’m an investor from the TV station.” 

Abigail stood up and greeted him politely. “Good evening.” 

“Why are you sitting here alone? You should join everyone. I heard you haven’t been getting along well with the show’s director. Why not go talk to him?” the man said as he offered his drink to Abigail while putting an arm around her waist. 

Abigail felt somewhat disgusted by the man’s advances. Just when she was about to move away, a hand reached out and pushed the man away. 

The drink that the man was holding spilled everywhere. 

Eric looked at the man with a frown. “Mr. Larson, are you asking Ms. Alana to suck up to Mr. Stuart?” 

“Eric, my clothes are all stained with liquor!” Mr. Larson yelled angrily. 

In an instant, everyone in the room shifted their attention toward them. 

When Sean and Kevin, entered, they saw Eric shielding Abigail behind him and engaging in a heated argument with someone, 

Sean’s gaze grew cold instantly.” 

“I’ll go ch*ck out what’s going on,” Kevin mentioned immediately.