Chapter 627


    Victor''s expression changed slightly. Looking at the excited woman in front of him, Victor smiled


    gently and said, "Buddy will be very happy."


    "Yes! He has always wanted to be with Zofia. Now he can rest assured." Eden was delighted. "All


    shall be well, Jack shall have Jill."


    However, she was really not sure of Zofia''s thoughts.


    Zofia was a bit stubborn. Buddy did have broken her heart.


    "But Buddy can''t count his chickens before they hatch. They had promised to be together forever,


    but he broke his vows and gave up. it will be difficult for Zofia to forgive him. We live under the same


    roof, and you should know Zofia''s stubbornness." She was worried about this.


    Victor nodded slightly. As long as the Clement family agreed, whether Buddy could win Zofia back


    would depend on himself.


    Eden grinned, "At least, we''re making some progress. By the way, do you have any other ns


    here? If so, you stay here, and I''ll go back to the hotel."


    Victor looked at her tired face and knew that she had been drained these days. "I will have no


    important meetings until tomorrow. Let''s go back together."


    "Okay!" Eden nodded. "Then let''s go to lunch first."


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    "How about Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs?" Victor smiled wickedly.


    Eden, "What?"


    She had almost forgotten about it.


    Eden raised her eyebrow and looked at him. "You''re the boss. I don''t mind, and I am not scared."


    Looking at Eden, who suddenly became domineering, Victor smiled


    helplessly.


    He was afraid of nothing but the woman in front of him.


    "Eden, you’re the boss. Let''s go!” Victor smiled and walked outside.


    Eden followed him out with frustration.


    In Eden''s house.


    Abigail sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the phone with charming eyes narrowed slightly.


    Gracie, on the opposite side, was watching the ups and downs of the stock market on theptop.


    The dress styles of the two were very simr, mature and charming. Gracie looked up at Abigail,


    who had been staring at the mobile phone for a long time. She couldn''t help but ask, "Abigail, are


    you OK? I thought you have an appointment with Anson today. Why are you still here?"


    Hearing this, Abigail came back to her senses and answered, "He stood me up. Besides, he hasn''t


    contacted me for three days, and he didn''t text me back either. Doesn''t he want to cooperate with


    me?” Abigail''s face was full of resentment. She had never felt so grieved before.


    Ever since she had met Anson, he had been showing great concern for her every day. When he


    suddenly stopped texting her, she felt quite weird.


    Gracie took a sip of coffee and said with a smile, "I know Anson very well. He barely stands


    people up. He must have encountered some tough problems. I''ve seen the kid grow up. He''s been


    kind since he was a child. His family is very rich, but he''s been raised well. He doesn''t have the


    habit of yboys. Didn''t theirpany just acquire an entertainmentpany? He must be very


    busy dealing with it."


    "If he can''t keep our appointment, he should have at least called me." Abigail was a little angry. She


    could understand he was busy. However, he could not have just stood her up.


    Gracie nced at Abigail in confusion. Abigail had been in a bad mood for two days. Although


    Gracie had just known her for a few days, they had talked a lot. Gracie felt somewhat at home


    with her.


    She picked up her phone and looked through it, saying, "Anson is not that kind of person. Perhaps


    he had an ident. Otherwise, Anson would have called you no matter how busy he was. I will find


    a person to ask about it.''


    "ident?" Abigail''s eyes shed. She had never thought about this possibility.


    "Abigail, don''t worry. Let me see. Lucian is difficult to deal with. This kid will never betray his friends.


    So, Adonis. This kid is a bbermouth. If anything happens to Anson, he will not be able to keep


    the secret."


    After Gracie said this, she called Adonis.


    The call was quickly picked up. "Hello, Gracie, what can I do for you?" Adonis''s tone sounded a


    little ttered.


    Abigail was listening with all her heart.


    Gracie asked with a smile, "Adonis, are you busy now?"


    "Not at all. I am taking care of Anson in the hospital," Adonis answered quickly. Anson, who was


    lying on the bed, shot an angry look at him.


    But Adonis had his back to him and couldn''t see the warning and cold look in his eyes at all.


    "Hospital? What happened?" Gracie looked up at Abigail, who had a puzzled look on her face.


    Abigail''s nerves tensed up when she heard the word "hospital".


    Under Abigail''s anxious gaze, Gracie put Adonis on speaker.


    "Anson had a car ident on his way to meet his beloved Abigail. He is in the hospital now," Adonis


    said.


    Gracie and Abigail quickly exchanged nces with each other.


    A sharp light shed across Gracie''s eyes, and she said in a cold tone, "Whose car did he drive?"


    Adonis’s words seemed to have touched a certain part of Gracie''s nerves. Her vibe turned ice-


    cold.


    Adonis was careless and couldn''t sense the change in her mood. In order not to disturb Anson, he


    strode out of the ward when Anson was about to say something.


    Anson was seriously injured, and his neck had been pulled. It was difficult for him to speak now, so


    he could only watch Adonis betraying him helplessly.


    "Adonis, you... F*ck...e back," Anson fought to speak.


    But the door of the ward had long been closed.


    Anson''s eyes were filled with helplessness.


    "Anson drove Victor''s car, and the brakes suddenly jammed. He went out of town to buy Abigail''s


    favorite snack. When he drove back, the brakes went out of control, and the car hit on a pier on the


    viaduct. He was lying in the hospital now. But he doesn''t allow me to tell anyone about it."


    Gracie didn''t know what to say.


    He didn''t allow you to tell anybody, but you still told us?


    Gracie was speechless. Was it the Church family''s inherited gene?


    He was such a big mouth!


    Gracie continued to ask, "Is Anson badly hurt?"


    Adonis said, "Yes. He has been in the hospital for three days and can''t leave the hospital until next


    week. I think he is insane. What is so good about Abigail? Is it worth risking his life for a snack?"


    Gracie nced at Abigail quickly and thought it was not a good idea to put him on speaker. "Er...


    Okay, Adonis, send me the address please. I''ll go to see Anson tomorrow.”