Her Wicked Ceo (Abigail and Liam)

Chapter 58

Little did he know how shocked he would be when he really knew the truth.

"How is it? How does it taste?" Liam looked at her and asked.

Abigail nodded. "Can a steak that cost more than a thousand taste bad?"

"It's good you know it. Remember, you owe me a favor."

"Hmm?" As Abigail ate, she looked up at Liam. "What kind of favor?"

"Do I treat you to dinner for nothing?"

"I'm accompanying you to eat," Abigail said. Liam was too good at blackmailing people now. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"But you've eaten after all," Liam said. He was determined to blackmail her anyway.

Abigail, "..."

Could she put down the knife and fork and leave now?

But she had eaten some, and even if she didn't continue, Liam would still stick to his plan.

It would be better to enjoy this dinner.

Abigail picked up the red wine and took a sip. Liam sat across from her. Somehow, it was comfortable

to be with her, and there was a feeling of deja vu...

Abigail looked back, feeling nervous. Then Abigail said, "Mr. Jones, I'm here to eat with you, and I'm

being blackmailed by you. If your girlfriend sees us, she'll probably be mad at me again."

"Are you afraid?" Liam raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course," Abigail said quickly. "Who's not afraid of accidents? Besides, I hate being misunderstood

by others the most."

Listening to Abigail's words, Liam smiled. He did not see that she was afraid at all. Even the last time

she spoke to Olive, she made Olive very angry.

At this moment, Liam cut a steak and said, "Then you will often be bothered by these things in the

future."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Abigail did not get it for a moment.

Liam smiled. "Nothing. Enjoy it."

Since Liam said so, Abigail did not ask anything more. She continued to eat.

There was really a big difference between a superior steak and an inferior steak. Abigail admitted that

the meal was not bad.

So the meal was finished in such an atmosphere.

Liam wanted to send Abigail back. Abigail didn't insist. It was not easy to take a taxi at this hour, so she

got into Liam's car.

Along the way, neither of them spoke much, but neither of them felt awkward.

Liam looked at her sideways, "What are you thinking?"

"Design."

"You have an idea?"

"No," Abigail said.

"Dennis said that people will resonate with those who have a story, so you can use your story."

"Stories come from love, friendship, family, and life. My life is very plain, my family is very harmonious,

and my friends are very good, so I really can't think of any good story."

"What about love?" After listening for all, Liam raised his eyebrows and asked.

Hearing this, Abigail turned to look at him. "Mr. Jones, you did it on purpose. You knew I was divorced."

"What about the story before the divorce? No experience?"

Speaking of this, Abigail was silent for a moment.

"What was your ex-husband like?" Liam asked officially but casually.