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Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 387
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Chapter 387 "Asher's family.

They've realized they had made a mistake.

Just let them go.

How about I treat you to dinner tonight?" Abigail offered.

There was a pause before the man answered, "I don't know who Asher is.

" Abigail frowned.

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What was going on? Had Andrew just been pretending? She quickly checked the man's profile picture, which was a man's back.

Now she realized it didn't seem like Andrew's back.

Her heart skipped a beat.

This man wasn't Andrew! Abigail was stunned.

"You're not Andrew.

Who are you?" she typed out with trembling fingers.

"Andrew? Do you really think I'm Andrew? That's laughable.

Why would a man like Andrew be interested in you?" The reply cswiftly, laced with arrogance.

Before Abigail could process the sting of his words, the man had deleted her again.

Abigail's eyes widened in shock.

She had been duped! She didn't even know the identity of the sleazy man she had been with last night.

Panic rising, she noticed several friend requests on her Whatagain.

She accepted all of them and found out they all wanted to ask her out.

A chilling thought crossed her mind.

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Had her phone number been exposed? Abigail was so furious that she nearly fainted from the shock.

Just then, her phone rang-it was Asher.

"Abigail, what happened? Did you manage to talk to him?" Abigail hesitated, not wanting to utter a word.

This was an unimaginable blow to her professional reputation.

She clenched her jaw, finally forcing herself to admit, "Something went ё wrong. "What do you mean?" "It wasn't Andrew," Abigail replied.

"What? No!" Asher's voice escalated into a panicked scream his heart sinking as the realization hit him. If it wasn't Andrew, then what were they supposed to do? His mind raced, unable to process the implications.

"Abigail, you're the best at this.

You have to cup with something! Men are just playthings to you Fight?