Chapter 41 Gregory
Allison frowned when she didn't hear any sound from inside the door for a long time. She raised her voice and said to Abigail, "You better stay inside and behave yourself. Remember, don't bother Jessica anymore, or I won't let you off the hook."
Abigail sneered, "You're so loyal to Jessica. How much did she pay you?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I am Jessica's best friend. How can you measure our friendship with money?"
Abigail raised an eyebrow in disbelief. She couldn't believe there could be such a foolish person in this world.
She suddenly burst into laughter and continued to ask Allison, "But you've done so much for her, and she won't even give you money. It seems like you're not important to her either."
"Shut up! Jessica said I am her best friend!" Allison was angered and shouted inside.
Abigail coldly snorted, seemingly unconvinced.
Allison felt a heavy breath stuck in her chest, unable to go up or down.
She wanted to give examples to prove how good Jessica was to her, but she needed help coming up with something.
In the end, she glared at the closed door in frustration and warned, "Stop trying to sow discord here. I have a good relationship with Jessica, and you won't fool me!"
After saying that, she turned to leave.
But she still felt unsatisfied, so she turned off the lights in the fitting room from outside.
Abigail was thinking hard about a countermeasure when the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.
She inexplicably started to feel nervous, so she quickly took out her phone, brightened the screen, and searched for someone she could ask for help.
Based on the timing, there should be two or three more performances before it was her turn.
At this time, she absolutely couldn't panic and had to remain calm enough.
She opened WhatsApp but realized that she didn't know who to contact.
Tricia had injured her foot, so even if she called her, Tricia wouldn't be able to come back in a short amount of time.
Several students with whom she had a good relationship were probably all in the audience.
The teachers were probably also watching the show from the audience and not staring at their phones.
At this time, who should she ask for help?
Abigail's forehead broke out in a layer of sweat, probably because she was too nervous and flustered.
She gradually began to feel short of breath as waves of fear overwhelmed her completely.
Her body slid slowly along the door, and she squatted on the ground, not knowing what to do.
For some reason, she had been afraid of darkness and confined spaces since she was very young.
It was as if she had encountered something terrifying in such an environment before.
But every time she tried to think carefully, her head started to throb violently, and she couldn't remember anything.
At this moment, even though the screen of her phone was still lit, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her mind went blank.
Although she repeatedly told herself to stay calm, her brain involuntarily flashed countless terrifying thoughts.
Just as she was about to pick up her phone and call her mentor for help, the phone suddenly rang.
She didn't even have time to see who it was before pressing the answer key.
As the call connected, Gregory's deep and magnetic voice came out from the phone: "Abigail."
Abigail opened her mouth to respond to him, but because she was too nervous to make a sound, she couldn't.
Sensing that something was wrong from the lack of response on the other end of the phone, Gregory asked anxiously, "Abigail? Are you there?"
"Um, Gregory..." Abigail tightly gripped the phone, causing her knuckles to turn white.
She tried hard to hold back her tears, not wanting Gregory to see her vulnerable side, but her voice trembled with a hint of sobbing.
When he heard her voice, Gregory's heart tightened. "Abigail, where are you? What happened?"
Hearing his concerned and anxious tone, Abigail couldn't hold back and almost burst into tears.
But she didn't want Gregory to worry about her, so she had to restrain her emotions with all her might and said to him, "I'm fine, just had a little accident."
Gregory's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and he repeated the question from earlier: "Where are you now? Abigail, honestly tell me."
Abigail was startled by his sudden stern tone and truthfully replied, "I'm at school; I accidentally got locked in a fitting room."
Gregory immediately realized that someone must be intentionally targeting her.
A cold flash passed through his eyes as he said sharply, "Wait there, I'll be right there. Don't hang up the phone."
Abigail didn't understand but still obediently agreed.
She glanced at her phone's battery level, 2%, and didn't know how much longer it could last.
She thought Gregory was still at the company, so she didn't have much hope that he would come to rescue her.
Little did she know, Gregory was currently at Aramore University.
Gregory was a graduate of Ardmore University, and now the current president was his former mentor.
Although they didn't have much contact, their relationship was still good.
The president was thrilled when he heard that Gregory was coming and quickly expressed his welcome for Gregory to come back and visit his alma mater anytime.
Back in the day, Gregory was quite a sensation at school. Whenever he saw news about the White Group, he couldn't help but boast that Gregory was his student.
Although Gregory's achievements Today were mainly due to his efforts, it was still prestigious to be able to say that he had taught Gregory.
When Gregory arrived at the school, the president, along with several directors and teachers, came out to welcome him.
The scene was grand and attracted many students to gather around and watch.
Not only did the president introduce the changes in the school to him, but he also invited him to watch the performance.
Originally, he was not interested in this kind of program at all, but when he learned that Abigail was going to perform on stage, he immediately changed his mind.
The last time he saw Abigail perform in a show, it seemed like she was already going to kindergarten.
At that time, Abigail was so little. She was wearing a delicate and beautiful princess dress with soft and cute chubby cheeks.
In the blink of an eye, his Abigail had grown up and become his wife.
He came here Today to surprise Abigail, but he didn't expect to encounter such a situation.
The president sat next to Gregory, ready to introduce these outstanding students, but suddenly saw Gregory's face become very serious.
The president asked, "Mr. White, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"
Gregory didn't answer; he just apologized and stood up from the chair, running in the backstage direction.
The president opened his mouth, wanting to call Gregory back, but before he could say anything, Gregory had already run far away.
The other directors looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.
The president had no choice but to smile and appease them, asking them to continue watching the performance.
But many people were curious about what had happened and had no interest in watching the show at all.
The president sighed helplessly, got up, and followed Gregory outside.
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