Chapter 627

"I'm not belittling your role as an assistant, Abigail," Malcolm, worried that Abigail might misunderstand, made a point to explain to her. "I just find Xander's actions odd. He brings you to a private party. His wife doesn't seem jealous and even lends you her pricey necklace. It's hard not to speculate, you know?" "Hmm..." Abigail choked a little, her face flushing with awkwardness. "Malcolm, mind your own food, will you?" Shawn interjected. "What do you mean, 'mind my own'? Xander's actions are truly puzzling." Malcolm countered. Xander slid a shrimp ravioli into Abigail's plate before turning his gaze back to Malcolm. "Who said my wife didn't come?" Malcolm scanned the room, inside and out. There was no extra soul in sight, let alone a ghostly one. "So where's your wife, then?" "She's right in front of you," Xander replied. Abigail was speechless. She wished she could shut Xander up before he said too much, but she lacked the courage. "The only woman I see is Abigail. You p