Abigail Bernstein was a quiet and obedient girl who seldom say NO to her father’s decisions. Even when it’s about her marriage.
To save their family’s company out of bankruptcy, her father arranged her to marry Diarmuid Althoff, the grandson of a billionaire. But on their wedding day, the groom did not appear. Abigail was disappointed but could do nothing about it.
Alone and boring on wedding night, Abigail accepted to replace her colleague’s shift. At her workplace, the hospital, she saved a wounded man being hunted down by gangsters, and made out with this stranger to blow off steam.
The stranger, however, turned out to be her husband that did not show up at the altar.
“Continue as planned. I’ll have Stan Hill head to the headquarters soon,” he said. “Of course. It’s the final phase anyway,” James replied. And the final phase would squeeze lan dry, taking away any moveable assets he had left. At the same time, Diarmuid narrowed his eyes. Perhaps it was time to make Quincy aware…
“I don’t think so…” Ian knew that Quincy would not fight Greg over nothing, and saw the red palm print on Greg’s face just then. He quickly came to a realization. “She found out?” Not bothering to explain, Greg simply walked past him. lan was frustrated, but Quincy’s health mattered more at the moment, and…
Quincy was speechless. Their response almost killed her! “Why don’t you tell him yourself, Kathy? Are you really chaste?” she demanded, having lost all composure and propriety. It was difficult to do the right thing when a person was not calm, just like the current situation: Greg was clearly on Kathy’s side and not interested…
“You can give me your shares if you can pay up.” lan said, believing that he had quickly found the smartest solution. “The agreement before will also be amended, and now I’ll have 80%, and you 20%.” That was exactly what James wanted to say, but he acted hurt and reluctant. “I can’t… Look, I…
Quincy simply trudged along like a zombie and sat on the couch, looking like she had lost her soul while not saying a word in protest. The sight of her irritated Greg. Having no patience for words as he started to feel actual disgust, he snapped, “Since you can’t accept Kathy, let’s get a divorce.”…
Kathy was flailing wildly, pushing Quincy away by brute strength. Even so, Quincy was relentless. Bang! Crash! The house was a mess, even as Quincy finally caught the hem of Kathy’s clothing with one hand, while the other stabbed toward her. Kathy could not evade it in time and was first stabbed in the stomach.…
Diarmuid smiled. “I thought you just missed me.” Abigail was speechless–she was being serious here! “Anyway, you know now. I still have work to do.” With that, she hung up. Diarmuid grinned even as he stared at his own phone. Stan turned around just then and saw that, and asked in a nosy tone, “Was…
It was even less possible for him to go begging to Diarmuid! Eastdawn’s debts amounted to over 2 billion, and because lan held 80% of the shares, his debt was relative to that amount. And with James keeping a keen eye on legal proceedings, lan and Quincy’s agreement meant nothing, because James and lan’s agreement…
Even so, Diarmuid sharply sensed that Abigail was restless, and asked, “Did you overhear us?” Abigail quickly shook her head. “No, what were you talking about?” She could tell that Diarmuid had caught on to her, and made an act of touching her own face and asked, “Do I look pale or something?” Before Diarmuid…
James perceived her mood right then, and said, “Well, we’re going to return the favor soon.” Abigail nodded, but since she was eager to eat, she got to her feet and said. “You boys finish up here. I’ll go check on Tommy–Diarmuid is probably hungry now.” When she returned to their room, however, Tommy was…