The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham) novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319 His Idol

Abigail wasn’t insistent on reaching a resolution today. She understood the importance of flexibility and not burning bridges unnecessarily.

As she brought the teacup to her lips, she appreciated the delicate fragrance. In Eastbay, it was customary to use smaller cups for tea, but they were always well-crafted. “This is the Silver Needle. It’s a delightful tea, perfect for a summer day,” she commented after taking a sip.

Tony was pleasantly surprised by her ability to identify the tea based on its taste.

Silver Needle might not be widely recognized, but it had earned local fame in Eastbay, remaining a hidden gem to those beyond the region.

With a smile. Tony asked, “Are you a tea connoisseur, Ms. Quinn?”

In truth, she wasn’t, but her knowledge of tea came from Josh’s tea house. He was quite the enthusiast, and their conversations often revolved around tea culture.

“I have a friend who is quite passionate about tea and has shared some knowledge with me,” she replied politely.

He nodded, assuring her, “Regarding Lacey, Ms. Quinn, I promise to provide you with an explanation.”

“Mr. Booker and I were once classmates who got along fairly well, Mr. Fernandez, but that was all in the past. If something were to happen between us, it would’ve happened a long time ago, wouldn’t it?” Abigail asked, her tone serene as she set her cup down.

“You’re absolutely right, Ms. Quinn. Lacey’s not thinking straight,” Tony agreed right away.

Ronaldo was taken aback by the abrupt change in Tony’s demeanor. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was related to the phone call his uncle had received earlier. As they left the house, he couldn’t resist voicing his frustration, saying, “You lied to me!”

She gave him a teasing glance and remarked, “Even after discovering my little fib, you still defended me. You’re quite the handsome and honorable gentleman, Mr. Fernandez.”

Her compliment instantly melted his mock anger. “Ms. Quinn, why not just tell me the truth next time? Why bother lying? Were you afraid I wouldn’t take

your side?”

“You’re Lacey’s cousin,” Abigail said.

“Still, I’m a man of principles!” Ronaldo declared proudly, hand on his chest.

She chuckled. “That’s true. How about you choose a place for supper? I’ll treat you and your friends.”

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“No, no… Why should you treat us? That’s not necessary!” He livened up at the mention of

supper.

She had initially believed this trip would be a one-woman battle, but to her surprise, she found unexpected support both from an unidentified ally and from Ronaldo.

During supper, Ronaldo and his friends engaged in lively, humorous conversation, which helped. Abigail relax and improve her mood. It was her first time being surrounded by such enthusiastic young individuals, and it felt rather enjoyable.

As they arrived back at the hotel that Ronaldo had arranged for her, her cheeks were slightly. flushed from the alcohol. She said, “Thank you for your hospitality, and I assure you, I won’t disappoint you in our collaboration.””