Clark Stone, after his initial shock, walked up enthusiastically. "Abigail, you're finally here. The ceremony is about to start. Let's go over there to prepare."
Abigail didn't move, looking at Clark Stone with a half-smile.
On the way here, she already saw how the ghostwriters hired by Clark Stone slandered her. Seeing his face now, she only felt that he was hypocritical and disgusting.
They all thought she was dead, so they cleared themselves of responsibility first through public opinion.
"Prepare for what?" Abigail asked abruptly.
Clark Stone was stunned but forced a smile. "Our engagement. The auspicious time has arrived. Guests are waiting."
"Who's getting engaged?" Abigail asked, feigning surprise.
Snapping out of the shock brought by Abigail's stunning appearance, Clark Stone scrutinized her, his eyes carrying a hint of warning. "Abigail Green, what do you mean?"
"Just what I said." Abigail chuckled, watching the change in Clark Stone's expression.
