Chapter 375


    Chapter 375 Hand Over Your Phone!


    Abigail’s disinterested look infuriated Tristan. Meanwhile, Eric couldn’t help but smirk.


    “Take two,” Tristan said with frustration, then walked to the side.


    Abigail resumed speaking, and Tristan remained silent this time.


    During the break, he took his notebook and whispered to the staff.


    Eric and Abigail sat on chairs during the break. “This variety show is really frustrating. As he said. that,


    he opened a bottle of water for her.


    “We’ve just started. She rejected the water he offered. After all, they had to be cautious on the set.


    With a smile, he took a sip of water himself before whispering, “Lewis was asked to leave in the middle


    of filming. Who knows what their intentions are?”


    She leaned back in her chair and replied in a hushed tone, “Regardless, we’ll meet the enemies head-


    on.”


    Since there were not many scenes that Abigail needed to record, filming ended in two hours. Tristan


    then impatiently asked, “How’s the investigation going?”


    “Let me check my phone,” she replied.


    When she took out her phone, she saw messages from Ronaldo and Eric’s friends. She then said, “The


    person who messaged me has been caught. I’ll post another Instagram update to clear things. up.


    However, it was the secretly nted virus on my phone that caused this incident.”


    “Hand me your phone. I’ll have it checked, Tristan immediately demanded.


    “My phone has a lot of private data. If something serious happens, how will you take responsibility?”


    She didn’t trust him, and she was surprised by his audacious request.


    “na, private data can be transferred, but if the phone is the problem, it’s a problem for the entire


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    crew. Do you understand?” His tone was anxious.


    “Alright.” She nodded.


    After deleting several important apps and clearing all her important data, she handed her phone to


    Tristan, who left right after that.


    Eric was concerned. “Aren’t you worried they might nt a new virus?”


    “We have your friend, don’t we?” Abigail smiled.


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    At her words, he instantly felt reassured. Right. My friend has our backs. There’s nothing to worry


    about.


    In the following days, Abigail continued filming as usual, and Tristan mellowed down as well.


    After she posted the Instagram update, Runway Capitalis not only gained a surge in poprity, but its


    stock also rose.


    Once the evening shoot ended, Tristan received a phone call, and his expression darkened instantly.


    He quickly left the set and muttered while suppressing his anger, “She nted a virus. on Abigail’s


    phone?”


    The person on the other end answered in the affirmative before hanging up.


    Immediately, Tristan dialed another number and yelled furiously. “What’s wrong with you? If you want


    my production team to deal with Abigail, don’t do anything behind the scenes. You nearly jeopardized


    the entire TV station!”


    “What’s the matter, Mr. Stuart? Why are you so angry?” The woman’s voice on the phone was


    soothing.


    “Don’t act innocent with me. Did your people nt the virus on Abigail’s phone?” He was fuming. Being


    his arrogant self, he didn’t show any respect, even when he was talking to Vincent’s wife.


    The woman was well aware of the situation. “What’s wrong? Why did the virus trouble you?” Her voice


    was soft. Since Tristan had influential connections, everyone in the high society of Capitalis had to


    show him some respect.


    “The virus went everywhere in her phone, and her conversations with people have been leaked! Let me


    tell you this-I’m already annoyed that she’s on the set. If you keep ying these stupid. tricks, don’t


    me me for breaking the contract halfway through. When that happens, figure out how to pay the cost


    of breaching the contract on your own,” he angrily dered.


    The woman remained good-natured, smiling as sheforted him. “I’m afraid you don’t know. Abigail


    well, Mr. Stuart. The virus has been on her phone for a long time. Something happened before this, and


    she should have deleted it then. Now that you’ve found it hasn’t been deleted, it might be a trap she set


    up to make us fight with each other.”


    Instantly, Tristan calmed down. After all, he had shed with Abigail plenty of times. How could he not


    know that she wasn’t as simple as she appeared on the surface?


    Seeing how he remained silent, she continued, “You should be careful. She’s not an easy opponent.


    She had the virus on her phone, and she chose to release negative news about your TV station out of


    so many things. Don’t you find that suspicious?”


    He hummed in agreement and promptly hung up.


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    Under the cover of night, his face became extremely sinister. He had enjoyed a smooth sailing career


    at the TV station for so many years, and this was the first time he had encountered someone as tricky


    as Abigail. How dare she fool me?!


    When he returned to the set, he calmly instructed Abigail, “Come with me to get your pher.”


    “I’ll go with her, Eric spoke up.


    Tristan sneered. “What are you trying to indicate, Eric? Do you think I would do something to


    her?”


    “It’s not like you’ve never considered it.” Eric was blunt.


    “Fine, thene along.” Though Tristan hadn’t figured out how to deal with Abigail at the moment, he


    wouldn’t let her off easily for challenging him.


    He took them to the hotel where he was staying and handed Abigail her phone. “We couldn’t find out


    who did it, but I’ve removed the virus, so you don’t need to worry anymore.”