Bab 648: Chapter 651 "Abigail Moore, you're courting death!"

"What are you doing?!"

Liam Swallow's hoarse voice suddenly became tense.

He was terribly drunk, his vision blurry, barely able to see what Abigail Moore was doing with her fingertips, and what she had dropped into the cup of water.

Abigail smiled sweetly at his words, enchanting and alluring, her voice melodious, "Since Uncle Swallow won't listen to me, I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands."

She shook the cup of water, allowing the fine powder to dissolve completely, then walked gracefully and seductively in her high heels to sit in front of Liam.

With a smile on her face and a deep meaning in her eyes, she asked, "Uncle Swallow, are you really not willing to go to the US with me to shoot a film?"

"..."

"What a pity." Abigail sighed softly, a tone of immense regret, as she played with her curly hair and a bewitching smile emerged at the corner of her lips. "I didn't want to resort to this. But it seems that Uncle Swallow will not listen to my advice."