I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 365 Something Amiss.

Cameron immediately nodded in response, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Are we really not going. to find out how

Old Mr. Graham got poisoned? I always thought it odd that Old Mrs. Quinn sent mushrooms to Old Mr. Graham. She

never gave store-bought items as gifts. It’s unlike her.”

Sean stared at him coldly without saying a word.

“I-I just had a passing thought about it…” Cameron stammered before he immediately straightened his posture and

looked ahead.

“I have my own plans for the poisoning. As for Old Mrs. Quinn, I’ll ask her myself when I come back. Sean replied.

He had previously assumed that Analise’s actions might have something to do with their shared knowledge about

Abigail’s mysterious past and was a way of burying the hatchet. However, recalling her attempt to deny any

involvement in Colby’s poisoning by inviting him to dinner, he suddenly felt that Cameron had a point there.

Just then, Cameron added, “I took the time to ask Eric just now. He said Ms. Quinn’s phone had been hacked with a

self-destructive, virus.”

Sean pressed his lips together and remained silent for a while. Finally, he said impassively, “Got it.” However, these

findings didn’t matter much to him anymore at the moment. Someone was orchestrating a grand deception to

mislead him. If he didn’t go along with it, it would be a waste of the person’s efforts.

Cameron’s doubts were also conveyed to Eric, who followed Abigail back to his hotel room. Just as she was about to

leave the room, he asked her in a whisper, “Your grandmother might be hiding something from you. Would you like

to come in and talk about it?”

Abigail followed him into the hotel room without saying much.

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Eric got straight to the point without beating around the bush. “It was Cameron who told me that Of course, it

wasn’t on Sean’s orders but based on his own doubts. He said he’s well aware of grandmother’s attitude toward

Sean, so there’s no way she’d give something like mushrooms to Old Mr. Graham. Her habit is to give her friends

only what isn’t available on the market.”

Abigail had been so preoccupied with work these past few days, she hadn’t noticed this at all. She looked at Eric,

asking, “He does have a point there. Our families aren’t on good enough terms yet for her to send mushrooms to

Old Mr. Graham. After all, there’s nothing the Grahams can’t buy.”

“If you want, I can leave my friend here to look into this. Your grandmother must have her reasons for keeping this

from you, so it might not be a good idea to ask her directly.” Eric

suggested as he walked over to the couch and sat down.

Abigail didn’t respond immediately. Kelly’s words had affected her to some extent. Had her

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obsession with work caused her to neglect what she should have taken precautions against, thus leading to the

incident?

Eric didn’t urge her for a response either.

A moment later, she said, “I’ll ask her myself.” This was a matter within her family, so she couldn’t let outsiders

seek answers on her behalf.

After returning home from the hotel, Abigail saw Analise sitting on the couch in a trance. She cleared her throat,

upon which Analise snapped back to reality and turned to look at her, asking, “How is Colby?”

“I didn’t check on him. I was afraid Old Mrs. Graham might get too agitated and have a heart attack,” Abigail

replied as she walked toward Analise.

Analise let out a sigh, her face showing guilt. “It’s all my fault for being a busybody.

Abigail sat down beside her and held her hand, asking, “Grandma, why did you send the mushrooms? That’s unlike

you. You’ve always been well aware of our relationship with the Grahams. Considering your strong-willed and

discerning personality, you wouldn’t do something like this, right?”

“Colby and I are on good terms, so it’s normal for me to send him some mushrooms. What happens in your

generation is your own-

“Grandma, what is it that you can’t tell me?” Abigail asked with a puzzled expression.

“You won’t believe me anyway!” Analise suddenly became angry.

At that point, Abigail grew anxious too. “Old Mr. Graham’s life is involved in this, and the culprit. behind this is still

out there. If you don’t tell me, how am I supposed to find out who poisoned him?”

Analise looked at her, stating firmly, “I haven’t lied to you. I don’t know who’s been talking nonsense in front of you,

but I haven’t lied to you!

Abigail felt helpless that her grandmother refused to admit it. After letting out a sigh, she let go of Analise’s hand,

saying, “I’m going to Capitalis tomorrow. You stay home and don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back in the evening

“Alright. I’ll make you dinner,” Analise said as she stood up.

Abigail’s brows furrowed involuntarily as she watched Analise enter the kitchen. Once back in her room, she stared

at her laptop screen. She couldn’t help but wonder if Colby’s phone had also been tampered with. Everything

seemed to be shrouded in a fog; she felt like she was being excluded by everyone, unaware of any situation.

Early the next morning, Abigail and Eric flew to Capitalis. After they signed the contract, Lionel