I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 520 The Closest To The Truth

Cameron and Alfie made arrangements for Sean and Xavien to return to the country overnight.

However, in order to avoid raising suspicions, Allie and a group of people decided to stay. behind for a

while. They would wait until Sean’s condition was completely stable before returning to the country.

After a flight of more than ten hours, Sean arrived at the Graham Estate in the middle of the night.

Colby was shocked by his appearance.

“How did this happen?”

Cameron pushed Sean into the elevator and replied, “We encountered some issues with our business

negotiations abroad. For the time being, you may need to handle everything related to Graham

International. We should also find a trustworthy doctor.”

Going to a hospital would be the best option, but there were many eyes there, and it was only a matter

of time before issues would arise. Furthermore, it was unknown whether Sean. would wake up or not.

Cameron had a lot to take care of soon.

Colby was now living alone, and Lina was still being investigated at the police station. Until they cleared

her name, she wouldn’t be released.

Colby’s eyes turned red when he saw Sean and Xavien both connected to oxygen machines. He

asked, “Tell me the truth. How are they doing?”

Cameron looked at Colby with a stern expression and said, “It’s quite bad. Xavien has stabilized but

hasn’t regained consciousness yet. As for Mr. Graham… it’s up to fate now.”

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Colby nearly lost his footing, but he steadied himself by holding onto the elevator. His gaze, however,

remained dazed and unbelieving as he looked into Sean’s eyes.

Meanwhile, Cameron, who was still quite jovial, chuckled. “Old Mr. Graham, the situation. hasn’t

reached the most challenging point. We’re all hoping for the best, and he will certainly wake up. After

all, he still wants to marry Ms. Quinn.”

Sean had planned a marriage alliance with the Pearsons long ago because he understood that one

day, Abigail would return to the Pearsons.

Therefore, he had paved the way for himself and was not willing to let her go to Eric.

The marriage alliance with the Pearsons had an agreement, and it wasn’t just a verbal one.

Colby nodded, but his expression still appeared stunned, and he seemed to be pa*sive even

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in his actions.

Abigail received another video call from Sean.

This time. Sean was sitting by the window with his phone placed by his side while working on his

business affairs. Therefore, Abigail could also see him diligently working.

Sean’s fingers were dancing across the keyboard.

Abigail watched for a while and suddenly noticed that the phone’s camera angle had been adjusted.

She could no longer see the beautiful sight of him typing on the keyboard like he was playing the piano.

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“Is your work going smoothly today?” Sean looked at Abigail and asked in a robotic and matter-of-fact

tone.

Abigail felt like he was acting like a robot.

“What’s the matter with you?” she asked awkwardly.

Since there was nothing to talk about, she felt like there was no need to continue the video call.

Furthermore, she found it strange that Sean suddenly started video-calling her regularly.

Sean responded, “No, I’m just asking casually.”

Abigail said, “If you’re busy with work and don’t have anything to say, you can focus on your

work for now.”

“Okay.” Sean agreed without hesitation.

Abigail couldn’t help but wonder, What’s the purpose of this video call, then? Are you just showing off

your work in front of me?

She complained in her heart, but she didn’t hang up the call.

Cameron, who was operating the video call, was sweating profusely. He had intentionally adjusted the

camera angle to hide the fact that Sean’s finger movements on the keyboard had been exposed…

Though his fingers were moving, they weren’t pressing down on the keys.

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The sound of Sean typing came through the video, and he occasionally glanced at the busy Abigail.

When Abigail looked up, she often caught him stealing glances at her.

She didn’t say anything, for she would also watch him while he worked.

The view from Sean’s end was beautiful, with mountains surrounding the area and a vast green lawn. It

looked like a small town in Osmar.

This routine of video calls continued for about half a month.

When Abigail got bored, she even took screenshots of various moments from their video calls.

Sometimes, it was Sean making coffee and looking at her from the side. Other times, he stood by the

window while talking to her about Northern Pleuvania architectural styles and the scenery.

Sometimes, he wore gla*ses, read books, and contemplated about work.

There were a variety of snapshots of his life.

One day, Luna sent her a photo.

Cameron’s appearance at the airport was easy to recognize because of the rather dramatic eye patch

he wore over one eye due to an injury.

The photo was taken by a famous internet blogger titled ‘Late-Night at Pendorf Airport.

The date was half a month ago.

“You said he and Cameron were still talking about business in Northern Pleuvania yesterday. So,

what’s going on?”

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Luna looked at Abigail suspiciously.

In honesty, she was more concerned about Abigail. She was considering the possibility that Sean might

be in trouble.

Abigail took out her phone and sent a message to Cameron.

‘Have you been in a small town in Osmar for the past half month? When are you planning to return? If

you’re not coming back soon, why don’t you wait there? I’m planning to discuss a business deal there.

Cameron immediately replied to her message, ‘Well, we haven’t just been in Osmar. Mr. Graham can’t

stay in one place while conducting business. In the past half month, we’ve been to many cities in

Northern Pleuvania, including Raflein. Furthermore, he’s leaving Osmar tonight.’

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After reading the message. Abigail understood that Sean and Cameron had been deceiving her for the

past half month.

Since she was being deceived, even the constant video calls started to seem suspicious.

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