The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham) novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197 No Longer Her Sole Focus

“Thank Josh for me.” Abigail smiled.

“This is a gift from Josh. Carry it with you for safety Lynette handed a square wooden box to Abigail.

Abigail thanked her again. It turned out that she had managed to form her own circle of friends unbeknownst to her.

For the past three years, her life had revolved around Sean. However, now he was no longer her

sole focus.

Eric pulled Lynette behind him by the collar and stepped forward, asking concernedly, “What happened? How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine, but things are a little complicated and hard to explain,” she replied.

heard that things like this happen a lot. Even some tourists who go to Cloudgrove for vacation would get scammed by cab drivers and trafficked abroad. Anyway, you have to be careful when going out.” Lynette chimed in.

Indeed, Abigail had seen such news while browsing through social media. Many people who went in search of jobs were deceived to head abroad but couldn’t return. Nonetheless, she had no intention of revealing her own situation.

“Strangely, you were brought to Cloudgrove from Quisford,” Eric remarked with a frown.

“It’s still under investigation. Besides, I’m fine now,” Abigail explained to Eric.

Eric looked at Abigail and asked, “Actually, Josh found it strange when you didn’t return to the hotel the next day. He and Lynette went to the hotel you stayed at and discovered that you never returned. Did the cab driver kidnap you?”

Lynette didn’t expect that he would be so honest with Abigail, so she nudged him. “What happened to keeping things on the down low?!”

Abigail looked at them with a puzzled expression.

“Miss Quinn, can you tell us in detail about what happened? Perhaps the Davidson and Pearson. Families can help you.” Eric ignored Lynette and asked Abigail with a serious expression.

Lynette pursed her lips, silently reprimanding Eric for being unable to keep a secret.

“If you put it that way… Do you still think I’m the child the Pearson Family lost?” Abigail asked gently.

“First and foremost, we are also friends. You don’t have the ability to find out the truth, but we do.” Eric stared fixedly at Abigail, anticipating her answer.

“Even if I accept your help, I can’t possibly be the Pearson Family’s lost child. I know they might be anxious… but I’m not.” Abigail couldn’t deny that her grandparents treated her well and. couldn’t find it in herself to accept the fact that she wasn’t the Quinn Family’s child.

Moreover, judging by how much they loved her, they would certainly tell her the truth if she were not their grandchild.

“I understand. I’m just trying to help you find the source of danger,” Eric replied hastily.

“Thank you.” Then, Abigail told them what happened that day and repeated what happened next, including the fact that Luna was being watched.

“About that, can you help me dig into someone?” Abigail whispered to Eric.