Chapter 1945

Abigail let out a loud roar, and the two began fighting again. Kingsley rubbed his ears and slapped them hard a couple of times. "If you don't want to change the fork with me, then don't. Do you have to be so over the top? My ears are about to go deaf from your roar." "You deserve it. You shouldn't have teased me." Abigail retorted. Kingsley rolled his eyes and remained silent. He decided to endure it and not argue with her. Everyone was amused; these two indeed couldn't get along for even three seconds. "You better change it, or else Taylor won't let you off when he arrives later." Jenson kindly reminded Kingsley. "Tay-Tay? He won't." When Kingsley heard Taylor's name, a smug look instantly appeared in his eyes. Only Helen had called Taylor by the nickname, but now Kingsley also called Taylor by that. It clearly indicated his elevated status. Abigail could tell from his expression that he had ill intentions, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes. She wondered what this scoundrel