Chapter 1571

"Can I really take it?" Abigail asked eagerly. "Ms. Fitzgerald, do you understand the meaning of 'modesty'?" Taylor asked with a frown, finally unable to hold back. "How many signatures from Cory Swift can modesty actually earn you?" Abigail replied confidently. "I think you're just jealous of me." "Jealous of you?" Taylor exclaimed, jumping to his feet. He glanced toward the kitchen and leaned closer to Abigail, whispering, "Can you at least appreciate that I'm looking out for you? "I care about you as a friend. It's not just about how fun a guy is; it's about whether he can take care of you. A journalist probably won't have time to cook. Do you really want to be the one handling everything forever?" At that moment, Gideon walked over, holding three desserts. "Try these! I made them myself. They might not be super sweet—I'm trying to keep my weight in check." "What? You can make desserts?" Abigail exclaimed, her eyes shining with surprise. "They look amazing—way better than anyt