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I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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Chapter 357 Is Grandpa Poisoned?

Since Runway Capitalis had officially invited her, Abigail would be offending quite a handful of people if she were to

reject them.”

It was undeniable that the channel was quite skillful. They weren’t afraid of her refusal, as they could pull any

means to make her agree to it.

After hanging up the phone, she couldn’t help but let out a sigh. She dialed the number of the person in charge at

Runway Capitalis again, finalized the contract signing date, and achieved preliminary cooperation with them.

“Rest assured that this show won’t air so soon, Ms. Quinn. It will definitely air after the TV series, and it won’t affect

the series’ popularity,” the person in charge at Runway Capitalis reassured her.

Abigail hummed in response, but she was well aware that it was just a polite statement.

If they truly didn’t care about the series’ popularity, why not air it earlier? They probably wanted to distance

themselves in case something went wrong with the series.

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After hanging up the phone, she pulled a long face.

Runway Capitalis had good online reviews, but their actions behind the scenes made her genuinely uncomfortable.

On the day she planned to sign the contract, she received a call from Sean as soon as she boarded. the plane.

“Where are you now?” Sean’s tone was filled with urgency.

“What’s wrong?” Abigail leaned back in her seat, her tone indifferent.

“Something’s happened to my grandpa, and I’m currently abroad. Could you check on him first? I won’t be able to

return until tomorrow morning,” he said.

“Alright, but-” Before she could finish her sentence, there was noise on his end.

“Please make sure you go and see him. My signal is bad here-Grandpa-poisoned-

Beep, beep, beep.

The call was abruptly disconnected before Sean could complete his sentence.

Even after multiple tries, Abigail couldn’t reach him.

By this time, the plane had already started to take off.

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Sensing the urgency of the situation, Abigail grabbed her luggage and was prepared to disembark, but a flight

attendant stopped her.

“Ma’am, the plane is about to take off. Please return to your seat immediately.”

“I have an urgent matter. I need to get off the plane!” Abigail told the flight attendant.

“I’m sorry, ma’am. It’s not possible now. The plane is already taxiing. Please return to your seat,” the flight

attendant uttered respectfully.

“I really have an emergency…” Abigail clutched her phone. She had never seen Sean so desperate, and Colby had

always been kind to her. If something serious had happened, it was essential for someone to be there with him.

“I will discuss this with the cabin manager. Please wait here,” the flight attendant suggested as she noticed the look

of anxiety on Abigail’s face.

Soon, the cabin manager arrived while the other flight attendants worked to calm the other

passengers.

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“My family member is in poor health, and there is no one with him. I need to go back to take him to the hospital,”

she explained to the cabin manager.

The cabin manager nodded. While making a phone call, he explained to Abigail, “We need to communicate with the

air traffic facility on this matter. Without instructions from them, we can’t halt the plane’s journey.”

She nodded, biting her lip.

However, half an hour had passed since they made the call, and the cabin manager had not received any

instructions from the air traffic facility.

Holding her phone in hand, she could already feel that her forehead was covered in sweat.

“Ma’am, we can only continue to taxi on the runway for now. I’m going to explain the situation to the control tower

once again. Are you sure you want to get off the plane?” the cabin manager asked as there was still no response

from the authorities.

Abigail felt a sense of despair, but she still nodded and answered firmly, “Yes.”

The cabin manager had no choice but to continue making calls to the control tower. After nearly an hour, she finally

signed the voluntary agreement to terminate her journey and disembarked.

After exiting the airport’s security area, she received a call from the person in charge at Runway Capitalis.

“May I ask how long it will take for you to arrive? We’ve already made the arrangements here and are waiting for

you.”