Abigail felt all the eyes from upstairs and downstairs after she shouted, realizing she had been too agitated.
She let out an awkward cough and then heard Brandon Piers speak, "Pullan, go to the security office and bring Old Mr. Smith here."
"Old Mr. Smith?" Pullan was puzzled. Why would Old Mr. Smith be at the security office? But the next moment, he remembered the report from security earlier. The man had cursed them out, and his temper was foul. This must be Old Mr. Smith. "I'll go get him right away."
"I'll go myself," Abigail thought. With her grandpa's temper, Pullan might not be able to handle it.
"I'll go with you," Brandon didn't want his fiancée to be bullied by the old man.
"Okay," Abigail nodded.
Before, she always thought that feelings should go with the flow. Since she and Brandon were already engaged, marriage would seem like a natural progression.
Deep down, however, Abigail had uncertainties about her feelings for Brandon.
