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Abigail spoke with conviction, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her.

"I needed to meet someone at the party and specifically asked Lance not to inform you."

Michael's eyes narrowed, his frustration evident.

"And why would you need to meet someone without informing me? I can't believe you disregarded your safety. Anything could have happened to you. Tell me, how would I face my boss?"

Abigail, maintaining her poise, replied firmly, "I had my reasons, Michael. It was a personal matter that I needed to handle discreetly. I didn't want to involve you unnecessarily. Please understand."

Michael's jaw tensed, and his gaze was still piercing. He hesitated for a moment before responding, "You know I worry about your safety, Miss. I can't just stand by and let you put yourself in danger."