I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel
Chapter 268

1. weler visiting her studio out of the blue was quille oud, expecially since L Moon and jewelry

“Alright, I’ll go take a look, Abigail sabl, heading toward her office.

The resistant continued, “Also, Micah, the designe, submitted the resignation this morning. Miss Smith is on a business trip and doesn’t know yer. We’re short stalled at the moment. HR hasn’t approved it yer. We’re walling for your decision and Miss Smith’s”

Abigail massaged her temples as she asked, “Did she come today?”

“No,” the assistant replied.

‘T’ll call her later. Have HR hold off on any action for now.” Abigail said before entering her office with a smile

The jeweler was a middle–aged man named Chad Lancome. He was dressed in a burgundy handmade suit, and his Bogers were adorned with e quisite rings, but his appearance was rather ordinary

Upon seeing Abigail, he stood up from his chair bediately and greeted her with a smile. “Ms. Quinn, I’m Chad Lancome, the heat of Katie Jewelry”

“Hello, I’m Abigail Quinn” she replied, thereafter approaching and taking a seat.

“I know you must be very busy, so let me get straight to the point, I’m interested in purchasing the peacock overtone pearls that Ronaldo sold to you. I have a wealthy client in Capitalis who wants to use these pearls to create a set of jewelry for her family reunion banquet. Price is not an issue, as long as you are willing to part with them, any amount will do,” Chad explained leisurely. his tone polite.

However, Abigail was more intrigued by the mention of a family reunion banquet.

Can it be Kelly? Capitalis… A family reunion banquet…

No matter how Abigail thought about it, she couldn’t help but think of Kelly

That being said, her transaction with Ronaldo hadn’t been publicized. It was impossible for anyone to know that Ronaldo had sold the peacock overtone pearls to her unless they specifically investigated.

In the end, Abigail pushed aside her thoughts and gave a calm response. “Tim sorry, but I won’t sell them at any price.”

Chad smiled faintly as he commented, “My client specifically requested your pearls. If you offend her, it won’t be beneficial for you.”

“Mr. Lancome, the deal won’t go through. Are you going to use lowly tactics? Peel tie to tell you

client that since these pearls were acquired by L.Moon, they are now even more valuable than gold. They are not for sale!” Abigail spoke with a smile, yet her gaze turned ice–cold. She lifted her chin slightly, a touch of mockery in her tone.

“It’s just one thousand Marimora pearls. Why go through all this trouble to offend a wealthy heiress? L.Moon is very new, and it would be difficult for it to recover from a setback,” Chad said casually, lifting his coffee cup and taking a leisurely sip.

“Mr. Lancome, this conference room is equipped with surveillance. If anything happens to L.Moon down the line, I will make sure to take you and that heiress to court. The discussion is over. Please leave,” Abigail stated, her tone unwavering.

She pushed back her chair and stood up before calling out to her assistant outside, “Escort Mr.

Lancome out!”