Her Wicked Ceo (Abigail and Liam)

Chapter 159

Abigail did not ignore the anger on his face. She just frowned and did not know why he was irritated.

After a while, Abigail looked at them and said, "All right, get to work. Or Mr. Jones will kick up a fuss

later."

Hearing this, a few people shrugged their shoulders and left.

Abigail put aside the Rosa Champagne she loved, sitting there and wondering who gave them to her.

Besides, only Jacob and Leo knew she liked Rosa Champagne.

'Could it be Leo?'

'If so, why didn't he write his name?'

Abigail thought for a while and shook her head. Well, he must have his own reasons.

Then she threw herself into her work.

In the afternoon, when everyone was working, she went to the drinking room.

At this time, she needed a break.

She made a cup of coffee and was just about to enjoy it when a voice came from behind her.

"It seems that you are not busy."

Hearing this, Abigail knew who the person behind her was without a backward glance. Before she

could say anything, Liam strode over and pressed her down on the table.

She was shocked and almost spilled all the coffee on her hand.

"What are you doing?" She looked at Liam and asked.

"Who gave you the flowers?" Liam looked at Abigail and asked.

Looking at Liam, Abigail didn't bother to argue with him. "I don't know."

"You don't know?" He raised his eyebrows.

"The card is not signed, so I really don't know." Abigail looked at him and answered honestly.

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"Could it be Leo?" Liam thought for a while and said, raising his eyebrows.

"I have no clue." She said. Her subconscious reaction didn't seem fake, so he gave up.

He looked straight at her and said, "Why did you hang up on me yesterday?"

She blinked and said. "Mr. Jones, is that why you are here for me?"

"Exactly."

Looking at his serious expression, she thought for a moment, "I thought you were busy yesterday, so I

hung up the phone for fear that I would disturb you."

Abigail pretended to be considerate.

Liam was angry.

"You're not jealous, are you?" Suddenly, he looked at her with a smirk.

Hearing this, Abigail paused and said. "I'm not in a position to be jealous yet."

"What do you mean?"

"Am I wrong?" She asked.

"You'd better ask Olive whether she is jealous." She spoke slowly and clearly.

He frowned and looked at her. He found that he could see through all the women except her.

He didn't know what she was thinking.