Abigail looked at him for a while. "You have good insight on that matter."
"I've seen a lot of women at this point in life. If I didn't have good insight by now, I'd be a failure." Sean smiled.
Abigail grunted and said nothing more. After dinner, Sean took her for a stroll. Even though they hung out a lot, Sean thought there was still a barrier between them. It's hard to change someone's mind after you've hurt them. Even if they would stay in touch with you, there's going to be a gap between you.
A while later, Abigail's phone rang. It was from Fairy Meadow's shareholders. She took the call and nonchalantly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Howard's case of sexual assault is exposed. The fans are swarming the Twitter page. Our share prices are going to dip tomorrow. Do you really not care about this?" asked the shareholder.
Abigail sighed. "Just let them swarm us. No big deal."
"No big deal? Do you have any idea how much money we'll lose if the share prices dip?" The shareholder was a little angry.
"Fairy Meadow's a company that makes clothes for women. It serves women. Howard should be cursed for what he did. So what? He's not my son. I don't have to protect him from everything. It's shameful if he needs someone to cover his *ss after what he did." The thought of Howard's case always made Abigail angry.
"You're a company owner first! Service for womankind comes second! The only reason we keep this brand alive is to make money! If we can't make money, then all bets are off!" the shareholder snapped.
Abigail clenched her fists. "You're funny. If you want to make money, then you run your own company. Don't lecture me. You're nothing. Fairy Meadow is my company's subsidiary! You're just a subsidiary's shareholder, so shut the f*ck up!"
The shareholder shut up.
"I'm telling you, I have the right to upload the whole conversation we just had. I don't mind ruining you and Howard to save Fairy Meadow," said Abigail coldly.
Sean thought Abigail could really argue. Ooh, I can't win an argument after this.
Since the shareholder wasn't answering, an exasperated Abigail hung up.
"L.Moon's Twitter must be swarming with curses, too. Wanna clear things up?" Sean suggested.
"You think clearing things up now is good?" Abigail asked.
Sean nodded. "Like you said, you're running a ladies' fashion brand. Of course, you'll have to side with the ladies. The longer you take to make a statement, the harder it'll be for you to clear your company's name."
Abigail nodded. "Let's go back to the hospital." They came back to the hospital, and Abigail realized Lawrence and Scarlett were looking at her solemnly.
Analise said, "I told them there was nothing to worry about, but they're still worried."
Ah, this is about Fairy Meadow. "I know what I'm doing. Don't worry about it," said Abigail to the Pearsons calmly.
It's a good idea, but Fairy Meadow's expensive now. The old gits are going to scam Lawrence out of his money first.
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