"Yeah."
To Abby's surprise, Andrew didn't ask more and stopped talking after a short reply.
Although Laurence was sure that Abby planned the kidnapping, she didn't have any proof and could do nothing about her.
She picked up the glass and looked at the smiling Abby. Poor girl, she thought, she wore the mask every day, didn't she feel tired?
But thinking of herself was also acting every day, she gave a wry smile and drank the wine.
"It's good," she complimented with surprise. Abby indeed prepared a bottle of good wine. Thinking about that, she plugged the cork and poured herself another glass.
"Yeah, right? Why don't you have a try, Mr. Laurence?"
Abby's eyes lit up. As she spoke, she picked up the wine and poured one glass for Andrew. Seeing that, Andrew hurriedly took the glass ov
