Semua Bab Abigail's Absent Husband Is A CEO: Bab 461 - Bab 470

On the other end of the phone, Xander was looking at a long string of texts from Abigail, ranting about him. Not only could he not get angry, but he also had to comfort her.Nathan: [Next time, you should take a picture of your boss and post it online.]Abigail: [Next time won't be as profitable unless I have a clear shot of Xander's face, or perhaps a candid photo of him and his wife in bed.]Xander was stunned for a few seconds when he saw Abigail's message. 'What on earth is this seemingly serious girl thinking about all day?'Abigail, like a typewriter on overdrive, was still typing away. Abigail: [Wait till the day I go to his house, secretly install a pinhole camera in his bathroom, film him undressed, or even do a live stream online. I'm sure to make a fortune.]Xander's face darkened. 'She actually wants to share a live stream of me undressed with netizens?'Abigail: [Hahaha, Nathan, don't you think I have a great business mind? Once I make money, you won't have to work s

Abigail noticed the shift in Stella's mood. "Stella, if something's bothering you, share it with me. Don't bottle it up."Stella sighed deeply. "It's nothing specific, just sometimes I feel that being pretty isn't always a blessing, and life can seem so pointless..." She paused before continuing, "Abigail, do you know? Lately, I've been wondering if Chloe wasn't as beautiful, if she looked just like any other girl, would she still have been tormented by the local bully? If she wasn't targeted, then she wouldn't have been labeled as 'disgraced', her mother wouldn't have committed suicide over her, and she wouldn't have been cast out of her village..." Her voice broke into a laugh. "If all that never happened, her life after sixteen wouldn't have been so difficult. Not only was she unable to be with the man she loved, but she also nearly lost her life a few times."After listening patiently, Abigail softly replied, "Stella, you're right. If none of that had happened, Chloe wouldn't hav

The flight from Florivera to Berrybrook was under three hours, touching down at Berrybrook a little past 2:00 a.m. The temperature difference between day and night was quite stark there. Abigail, who was scantily dressed, felt the chill seep into her skin the moment she disembarked. The cold shook her awake from her drowsiness. As she followed the crowd toward the airport exit, a familiar masculine voice called out from behind."Ms. Renee? Is that you, Ms. Renee?"Turning, Abigail saw the tall and smiling figure of Lucas, his assistant trailing behind him. Both men were looking at her. Abigail glanced up at the flight schedule displayed on the wall, just as a flight from Hayshiport had landed. "Mr. White, what a coincidence. What brings you here?""I'm visiting Stella on set." Lucas looked around, not finding the face he expected. "Why are you alone? Isn't Xander with you?"'Xander isn't with me?' That insinuation carried an undeniable innuendo, prompting Abigail to quickly clarify

For the past two months, Ron had been on a relentless hunt for Emma, scouring every place she might have possibly gone, yet not a trace was found. Emma had not merely disappeared from his life; she seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. With each day that passed without a sign of her, the terror of losing Emma forever burrowed deeper into Ron's heart. He found himself unable to eat, unable to sleep. When sleep did manage to claim him, his dreams were haunted by Emma's visage, her eyes reproachful as though he had committed some unforgivable act against her. Time and again, he sought out Xander, pleading with him to reveal Emma's whereabouts. He vowed he would not intrude on her life, that he merely wished to see her from afar. Yet, no matter what he said, Xander remained unyielding.Ron knew that the problem lay with Abigail. Hence, he had his men watch her incessantly, waiting for a moment when she was unprotected so he could abduct her and force Xander to hand over Emma

Dr. Sander understood, but any mother would naturally worry about her son. The thought of her son living on the edge daily made her heart hang in mid-air, an unsettling mix of unease and dread. Tenderly, she traced the ghastly scar that marred Paxton's face. "You've had it tough, my son..." That scar was a brutal reminder of his fierce loyalty to Xander, an injury obtained during a desperate battle a few years ago. Not just his face, but his body bore numerous such marks. That time, their lives had hung by a thread in Alvonia, under the guns of brutal thugs.Gently removing her hand, Paxton comforted her. "Don't cry, Mom. I no longer feel the pain."Wiping her tears, Dr. Sander drew a deep breath. "You're right. We chose this path and must remain loyal to our master, even at the cost of our lives." Paxton nodded. Dr. Sander continued, "I believe Xander's protection of Abigail goes beyond her status as his wife. He must care for her deeply. You must be even more vigilant about Abigail