Chapter 387

I found Abigail's interrogation utterly ridiculous. "Abigail, you and I are both our own person. Just because you don't like me seeing my friends doesn't mean I shouldn't see them." I had made myself clear, but Abigail's gaze remained icy. "Your friends?" she sneered. Her tone was full of discontent. Halfway through her sentence, Abigail began walking toward me. Her eyes locked onto mine, and they were brimming with displeasure. "Sophia is my former assistant!" she snapped. "Since when did she become your friend?" I replied calmly, "Abigail, do I need to report everything to you?" She stayed silent for a moment before looking at me sternly and replying in a low voice, "But I don't like it." "And I do." I smiled faintly and said evenly, "I like my friends, and I'm willing to spend time with them. Is there something wrong with that?" Yet Abigail remained indifferent. She let out a sarcastic laugh before taunting me. "Samuel, let me ask you something. Do you see Sophia as just a