Her Wicked Ceo (Abigail and Liam)

Chapter 149

"Mr. Jones, can you explain what Alexia said today?" asked Abigail, who turned to Liam.

Liam took a sip and looked away. "What? Don't you understand?"

"You're testing me?" She asked with certainty.

"If you say so. It depends on how you think." Liam said nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on her. Abigail was

lost for words.

Abigail looked at him with a smile despite being angry.

At this moment, Liam looked at her. "What if I test you? It's not too much to test whether my employees

are loyal to me," said Liam.

Abigail cursed in her mind, but she still looked calm. "Of course, you can. You're my boss, after all."

Liam said directly, "I'm glad you're so sensible."

Abigail was speechless.

At this moment, Liam's cell phone rang.

Liam frowned when he saw the number.

"I'm going out to answer the phone." With that, Liam walked out.

Abigail stood there, looking at Liam's back and saying nothing.

Abigail was in a purple dress, holding a glass of champagne in her hand. She was charming.

In particular, she looked more attractive with a smile on her face.

If it weren't for Liam, someone would have gone up to chat her up.

Abigail didn't really like such an occasion, but she had to attend it.

Although Liam had tested her, undeniably, she had been making her way forward since she came back

and joined the Powerline Group.

First, she won the contract of Ratio Group, then took part in the new competition, and now joined

Alexia's design group.

All of this was part of her plan, but it was completed ahead of schedule. All of this could not be done

without the help of Liam.

At this moment, there was a heated discussion. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

"I heard that a mysterious guest flew back from abroad today!"

"I heard it too, and it is said that he is one of the top tycoons in London."

"In that case, he must be a foreigner."

A few people were discussing it over there.

Abigail strained her ears when she heard the word London.

But then, there was a commotion at the door.

The door was opened and a strong figure came in from outside.

The man of twenty-eight years old or so, dressed in black, pulled a poker face, with a pair of sharp

bright eyes.

He descended from the sky like a king, and the ladies present could not help but get excited.

Everyone was wondering who he was.

He was new in City A.

Abigail stood aside. When she saw him, her eyes were fixed on him. There was a slight smile on her

face, but her eyes were devoid of excitement.

At this moment, he walked straight in.

Alexia stood there. He walked straight over and came with a standard international greeting.