Chapter 1961: Anton Ford Calms Down a Bit

Angel watched the departing figure, too scared to breathe!

Cold sweat beaded on her forehead, but more than anything, she was consumed by jealousy. CEO Kingston actually said Abby Sawyer was his friend!

She couldn’t help but recall that day, after signing the contract, when CEO Kingston specifically asked her to return to The Kingston Group, and she was full of joy, only to find out he was looking for Abby Sawyer, and it had nothing to do with her.

What exactly was their relationship? They didn’t seem like ordinary friends.

Now, Angel was increasingly convinced that Abby Sawyer had an inseparable relationship with CEO Kingston. However, besides feeling jealous, she had no other way.

Even if she knew, she wouldn’t dare to spread rumors, even if given ten times the courage.

For now, she still held the lead actress position, securing her own livelihood. This drama might even earn her a few awards.

Angel instantly became sober—she couldn’t act up anymore.

In another lounge, spacious and quiet, Anton Miller was lounging on the sofa, his mood particularly foul, his handsome face gloomy. If Jerry Garcia hadn’t stopped him, he would have rushed up and beat her to death.

The images flashing through his mind were all of Abby being wronged. He wanted to protect her but was also afraid of putting too much pressure on Abby, fearing they wouldn’t even be friends anymore, especially with so many eyes watching.

But he was getting a bit impatient; his emotions were inexplicably complex.

Just as he was about to get up to settle things with Angel, Justin Kingston walked in from the doorway, his gaze always resting on his brother.

As Anton Ford looked up and saw his brother, he withdrew his gaze and leaned back on the chair without looking up again.

Until Justin Kingston stood firmly in front of him.

Understanding his feelings, Justin Kingston slightly opened his thin lips, "I just went to talk to Angel."

Anton Ford was slightly stunned, looking up, a bit surprised but still unable to suppress the anger in his heart, "Did you hit her?"

Justin Kingston looked calm and composed, like an elder, "No, I just told her to restrain herself in the future. Abby Sawyer is my friend."

So, will she restrain herself?

Seeing his brother still in a depressed mood and seemingly dissatisfied with this outcome, Justin Kingston added, "So please supervise her, if she continues like this, call me, and I’ll replace her."

"Why can’t you replace her now?" Anton Ford’s tone was somewhat reckless, "Let Abby be the lead actress!"

Justin Kingston found the question quite childish, "Do you think everyone has your talent for acting? This is a project, and I’m just a businessman."

"..." Meeting his brother’s gaze, Anton Ford calmed down a bit.

Given his brother’s status, how could he be interested in meddling in women’s open and secret struggles?

But for Abby, he came.

Being able to warn Angel was already unprecedented; Anton Ford dared not ask for more.

Instantly relieved, he was also full of gratitude towards his brother, "Sorry, I was being irrational." He apologized like a child.

"I need to go back to the company." Justin Kingston checked the time on his wrist and didn’t hold it against him, "Call me if there’s anything."

"Hmm."

As Justin Kingston turned to leave, Anton Ford got up to see him off.

He watched his older brother leave like a child... feeling a bittersweet ache, he recalled the years he spent opposing him, how his brother felt aggrieved, both loving and hating him, yet never stopped worrying about him.

In another secluded lounge.

Abby was sitting on the sofa, while Tess Tate was applying an ice pack to her swollen face. She didn’t dare show too much concern, afraid of making Abby feel worse... even more afraid of describing how severe the swelling was.

Is this a grudge from a past life? Otherwise, why would they have the heart to be this heavy-handed?

"Alright, it’s all over now, don’t be upset. It doesn’t hurt, really." Abby Sawyer could sense her emotions, gave her a slight smile, and took the ice pack into her own hands, "Go take a break, you don’t need to care for me."