THE SPARE WIFE - Season 3 Episode 50

The smile on Ronaldo’s face remained unchanged at Sean’s suggestion. “That won’t do. Ms. Quinn is my guest and friend as well. I must drop her off at the hotel safely.”

Abigail thought that he would agree, but he turned Sean down instead. “Mr. Graham, we’ll just take our transports.” She, too, did not want to share a ride with Sean, and regardless of what brought him here, it was unrelated to her.

Grinning, Kevin hung an arm around Ronaldo’s shoulders, his attractive eyes turning into crescents from grinning. “What? Are you worried that a respectable man like Sean is going to harm her?”

Out of the blue, Ronaldo became serious. “Bro, you can’t put it that way. It’s one thing that you guys are friends, but me taking care of my guest is another thing.”

“Let’s get in the car, Mr. Fernandez.” Not bothered to argue with them, Abigail paced to a cab, opened the door, and climbed in before anyone else.

“Mr. Graham, see you around,” Ronaldo said to Sean, shaking off Kevin and climbing into the same cab as her.

Behind them, Donny loaded the luggage into the boot and jumped into the cab, too.

The smile on Sean’s face disappeared, and only iciness could be found. He ran his tongue around the insides of his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with indifference.

“For a guy that doesn’t seem threatening and is so easygoing, he’s surprisingly hard to get rid of.” Kevin smiled with a tightened jaw.

The cab gradually rolled further away, and Sean stopped staring before walking to another one. “Since Anthony has spent so much effort befriending him and even asked Abigail for a favor to please him, he must have some power.”

“Say, what’s Ronaldo’s purpose for being so attentive to her?” Kevin asked unmindfully.

“No matter what his purpose is, I’ll destroy his entire home if he dares to harm Abby.” Sean scoffed.

After checking into the hotel, Abigail had her meal and wanted to shower. Just then, her phone started ringing. Upon checking it, she saw it was a number from Capitalis calling her.

I’ve saved Eric and Josh’s number. Whose number could this be? she wondered and picked up the call. “Hello?”

On the phone, a gentle voice from a girl said, “Hello, Alana. Sorry to bother you. I’m sorry about

this.”

She called me Alana. Is she a customer? “It’s alright. May I know who is calling?” Toward her customers, Abigail had always been friendly.

“I’m Kelly Hagl, and you can just call me Kelly. I’m calling because I ordered a dress from L.Moon. As I’ll be wearing the dress for a very important function, I’d like to speak about the details with you,” Kelly composedly explained the reason for her call.

“Okay.” Abigail picked up her electronic tablet and then took a seat. “Please tell me, Miss Hagl. I’m ready.”

“I’ll be wearing the dress during a family reunion banquet, and the guests will be the upper class of Capitalis, so I wish that the dress will help me stand out and help me appear different from others. It will

be best if it can achieve the effect just like Lexie Chambers. The price is not a problem, and I can afford it even if it’s one or two million. My brother will buy it for me,” Kelly said gently.

She was soft–spoken, but Abigail could hear the hint of bragging in her voice. Nevertheless, she had met one too many clients like this–after spending a huge sum of money on a dress, they could not help but feel the need to show off.

“If possible, please send me pictures of yourself, Miss Hagl. A short clip will do, too, and I prefer it if you have no makeup on. Pictures from the front and back,” Abigail explained patiently. “If you want the dress to bring out the best in you, this detail cannot be skipped. Are you alright with this?”

Kelly’s tone remained gentle. “Sure, no problem.”

After hanging up, Abigail wanted to organize her notes when Luna’s text popped up. ‘Did you receive an order?’

“What?‘

Abigail had no idea what Luna was speaking about, and Luna called her straight away because texting was too much hassle. “The finance department just received a payment of 657 thousand, and the memo that came along with it was the payment for a dress booking. I have no record of such order and can only think of you as the other possibility,” she said anxiously. It was not their operation method to receive payment before signing a contract, and doing this would cause lots of problems afterward.

“Well, a lady by the name of Kelly Hagl did call me earlier saying that she had booked a dress at the studio. I thought she already signed the agreement and even discussed it a little with her. Doesn’t she know about our procedure?” The frowning Abigail found this situation peculiar as well.

“We’re swamped with orders now, and she’s paying without saying anything nor signing the

contract. Is she trying to cut the queue? Moreover, the amount of money is random and doesn’t

make sense at all. What’s her number? I’ll speak with her.” After noting down the number from Abigail, Luna ended the call.

Although Abigail found this whole thing very odd, she could not put a finger on it.