Chapter 268 Threats
Analise’s expression softened as she sat at the dining table, but there was a hint of worry in her
eyes.
“Why would the Davidsons suddenly target your work? Is it related to the heiress from the Pearson Family?” she couldn’t help but ask.
Abigail looked at her grandmother with confusion. “How is it related to her? It’s just that Eric and I had a little issue that got blown out of proportion online. It’s complicated, but in short, the Davidsons are unhappy with me now.”
“Why is it complicated? Why would they have a problem with you out of nowhere? Explain this to me! I might not interfere with your affairs, but if you’re being bullied, I can’t just stand by and do nothing!” Analise was visibly angry, with her hands on her hips and her brows furrowed.
“Grandma, don’t be upset. Be careful of your blood pressure. It’s just that Eric is related to the Pearson Family through a marriage arrangement. He didn’t want to say that he liked me openly, and then the Davidsons started disliking me. They even canceled the order they had placed with
studio,” Abigail explained, feeling a bit embarrassed.
my
Analise looked at her in silence for a while before swiftly getting up to clear the dishes.
“I’ll keep my distance from them in the future. I won’t let myself get into a bad situation again just because of something like this. I won’t let you worry, Grandma,” Abigail assured, noticing that her grandmother was upset.
“I’m not upset with you. It’s late. Go rest,” Analise said, her tone low.
She was upset with herself.
“Grandma…” Abigail began to say.
Analise suddenly looked up and gazed at her with a loving expression. “I don’t have that much free time to worry about all these messy matters of yours. You’re an adult now, and you can handle these things on your own. I won’t meddle in your affairs.”
Abigail nodded with a smile upon hearing her words.
Once Abigail was in her room, Analise put down the cutlery, sat on a chair, and murmured absentmindedly, “Darling, did I do the right thing or the wrong thing…”
Abigail arrived early at the studio. Her assistant approached her with a nervous expression, smiling as she spoke. “A jeweler is here, and he’s waiting for you in your office.”
“Alright, I’ll go take a look, Abigail sabl, heading toward her office.
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