Chapter 337


    Chapter 337 A Deep Misunderstanding


    Abigail held her phone, feeling a little depressed for some reason. She had no idea why she felt


    depressed. Was it because she got ufortable after she knew Sean and Joan had a beautiful past?


    She ruffled her hair. Abigail thought Sean shouldn’t have called her. Now, she had two things to


    agonize over. One wasn’t something she should agonize over, but she couldn’t control herself.


    Time passed. Abigail’s eyes were still wide, and she couldn’t sleep. She picked up her phone and


    texted Cameron. ‘Get over here.


    Cameron was stunned when he saw the text. ‘W-What?’ He checked the time. It was three thirty in the


    morning. Where does she want me to gote at night?


    ‘Come to my ce. I need to talk to you, Abigail texted.


    Cameron quickly forwarded the text to Sean and got changed, still flummoxed. He had no idea why


    Abigail wanted to talk to him at this hour.


    Abigail was in a rut, so she didn’t care that the time was inappropriate. Since Cameron wasn’t far away


    from her home, he arrived a whileter. Abigail was in casual attire, watching TV on the couch, feeling


    bored.


    “It’ste, Ms. Quinn. Why did you ask me toe over?”


    Abigail looked at him. “You didn’t tell Sean you came, did


    you?”


    The look on Cameron’s face changed. Stammering, he said, “I did. W-What is it, Ms. Quinn? You know


    Mr. Graham has a bad temper. If he knows I came overte at night, he’ll skin me alive.”


    “You’re working for me. You think I can’t protect you?” asked Abigail. She raised her chin, indicating


    him to sit on the couch beside her.


    Cameron didn’t dare to rebuke her and just nodded. “Ask away, Ms. Quinn.”


    “Do you know about the Palmer siblings’ story when you were working with Sean?” asked Abigail.


    “I know, but if it’s specifics you want, then no,” answered Cameron.


    He did text Sean, but he didn’t get any replies. Sean was probably asleep. Yeah, it’s three thirty in the


    morning. Only artists like Abigail don’t sleep.


    “It’s almost Kingston’s first trial.” Abigail looked at Cameron. “Do you think Sean cares about the


    results?”


    “Ms. Quinn, you think Mr. Graham is still taking the Palmer siblings’ side?” Cameron looked at Abigail.


    He wanted to tell her that Sean had secretly done a lot for her, but he couldn’t.


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    “No. I just think he’s bothered that Kingston is going to jail,” said Abigail calmly.


    Cameron pursed his lips. “He won’t say anything no matter what you do. He supports all your


    decisions.”


    “He cares about the Palmer siblings. That you can’t deny, can you?” asked Abigail. She felt that Sean


    called her just now partly because he wanted to grumble. If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t have a falling


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    out with the Palmer siblings.


    “Mr. Graham was only repaying their favor all this time, but his debt was already repaid the moment


    they ruined his marriage.” Cameron looked at Abigail solemnly. To Cameron, the Palmer siblings


    deserved what they got, but Sean gained nothing from this fight either.


    He got a divorce from Abigail. That wasn’t great. His grandmother’s rtionship with him was strained,


    and Abigail and her grandmother avoided him like the gue. His life was crumbling. He was all alone,


    and Abigail’s neglect haunted him.


    Abigail mused for a moment. “He never cared about our marriage. He had a lot of chances to save it,


    but he took Joan’s side every single time. You think he cares about our marriage, but I think he just


    regrets he never bnced things well. No one can have their cake and eat it too, especially when it


    “Ms. Quinn, do you really have no feelings for him anymore?” Cameron asked. He had to.


    Abigail smiled. “He called me right before Kingston’s first trial. He told me about their past. I tried to


    guess why he did it, and in the end, I concluded that he couldn’t let the Palmer siblings go.”


    “On the contrary. He only called you because he had already let them go,” said Cameron.


    That surprised Abigail.


    Cameron looked down. In a gentler tone, he said, “It’ste, Ms. Quinn. Get some rest. Burning the


    midnight oil will hurt your body. Mr. Graham will worry when he finds out.” Cameron smiled.


    Abigail thought he would get mad at her on Sean’s behalf, so the smile came as a surprise. There was


    a reason he was Sean’s trusted aide.


    When Cameron left Abigail’s house, he sighed. Abigail’s prejudice against Sean was never erased, but


    he couldn’t say anything to change that. If he did, it would sound like he was trying to make Sean look


    good in Abigail’s eyes.