Chapter 673 She Felt Guilty


    Abigail shifted her gaze, feeling her scalp tighten instantly as Simond came into view. Despite the


    vastness of Capitalis, she had always believed it was a city where chance encounters were rare.


    Therefore, she hadn''t paid much attention to Simond''s presence in the city.


    Sean couldn''t help but frown when he heard Simond''s familiar tone, but he managed to maintain a


    smile as he addressed Abigail, "Do you two know each other?"


    Before Abigail could respond, Simond, seated beside her, interjected with a smile, "Didn''t she tell


    you? We were quite close in Adral. Oh, and she was there with—"


    "Are you finished?" Abigail interrupted him, her patience wearing thin.


    Simond turned to Abigail, still smiling. "Ms. na, where did thatposure go when you were


    presenting your products on stage? That version of you was the most captivating."


    Sean''s demeanor shifted. He seized Simond''s cor, his gaze transforming into an icy stare. "If you


    wish to avoid me teaching you a lesson, I suggest you leave immediately!"


    After delivering his threat, Sean forcefully pushed Simond away. The smile vanished from Simond''s


    face, reced by a gaze with pitch-ck intensity. "Mr. Graham, before youy a hand on me,


    consider carefully whether I am someone you can afford to provoke."


    Sean sneered. "The sole heir of the Simpson Family. Are you entangled with shadowy forces


    overseas, stealthily returning to the homnd to evade pursuers?"


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    Leaning back in his chair, Sean''s expression became more provocative. "It''s only because of our


    homnd''s tolerance that anyone returning is protected."


    Abigail intervened before Simond could respond. "Please don''t disturb us while we''re having dinner.


    Thank you."


    Simond raised an eyebrow. He stood up and locked eyes with Abigail. "Disturb? Ms. na, what do


    you mean? I merely came to extend a greeting."


    "We''re not close. There''s no need for greetings," Abigail asserted without looking at him.


    "Who can say for sure whether we''re acquainted or not?" Simond finished, turning around and


    leaving with ease.


    However, his words left Abigail uncertain about how to exin things to Sean.


    "When I was in Adral for personal matters, I ran into him. But I didn''t intend to be friends with him or


    anything," Abigail exined, biting her lip.


    She was well aware that one lie would lead to countless more lies to cover up.


    Nevertheless, in Luna''s current predicament, she found herself unable to disclose anything, even


    for the sake of Sean''s safety. While Sean possessed considerable skills, it was undeniable that the


    Golden Triangle incident had nearly cost him his life as well.


    "I understand. I''m not sure what his purpose was ining to provoke us, but I trust you. If you


    really have something to tell me, I believe you would tell me without reservation because that''s the


    kind of person I know you to be," Sean reassured Abigail, not wanting to delve deeper.


    Upon hearing his words, Abigail felt not only touched but also guilty.


    "Sean..." She opened her mouth, wanting to tell him about Luna''s situation.


    "You just got back. Let''s enjoy our dinner first. I won''t pay much attention to what he said," Sean


    reassured Abigail.


    The words Abigail wanted to say suddenly got stuck in her throat. For the first time, she realized


    that she wasn''t as rational as she thought. When facing Sean, she was under a spell, almost


    revealing the confidential information.


    "You''re right. Let''s enjoy the meal first," Abigail lowered her gaze.


    Her current anxiety stemmed from her own ipetence. She couldn''t protect Luna, nor could she


    completely free Sean from these dangerous situations. Because of her revealed background, the


    people around her were involved with Vincent and the interests behind him. Luna ended up in her


    current situation, and Sean and Xavien almost lost their lives in the Golden Triangle...


    But she was being protected by everyone, without a scratch. Is it truly impossible for me to resist


    the power wielded by Vincent?


    Abigail was skeptical of that.


    After the meal, they returned to the car. Abigail engaged in her usual conversation with Sean.


    Upon arriving at the Pearson Residence, she immediately called Ronaldo.


    ...


    In the guest room, Sean held his phone, his emotions tangled in conflicting feelings.


    He professed his belief in Abigail, yet jealousy lingered,pelling him to seek answers about what


    happened between Simond and Abigail in Adral.


    Sean tossed his phone aside, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery beyond the window.


    In a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and said, "We can''t go back to how things were


    before."


    They had an intimate rtionship for six months, during which they understood each other''s habits.


    Abigail had expressed hermitment to marriage.


    Trust was the cornerstone of a sessful marriage.


    As Sean gradually calmed down, he picked up his phone once more and messaged Abigail.


    ''Are you asleep? I can''t sleep.''


    At the same time, Abigail was in a conversation with Ronaldo. Upon receiving Sean''s message, she


    interrupted Ronaldo, saying, "Hold on, I need to reply to a message."


    ''No, I''m still awake. I''m dealing with some work matters. If I finish and you''re still awake, I''lle


    find you.''


    ''It''s okay. You go ahead and handle it. Finish up and get some rest. I''ll do something else.''


    After responding to the message, Abigail resumed her conversation with Ronaldo.


    "Can Simond investigate? Or is there anything I can do to look into Luna''s situation?" Abigail asked


    Ronaldo earnestly. "If you can help me, I am willing to provide any benefits you desire."