Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter

22

The security guards were no longer polite and started tugging Abigail and the young woman in the blue dress out of the venue. The latter became anxious and began screaming at Joan in a choked voice, "Miss Palmer, I'll pay you the money! I'll compensate for the cost of the dress, so don't implicate others in this matter." While pulling on Abigail, she whispered, "I can't let you get kicked out with me. Also, it was difficult for me to get this chance, and if I got kicked out, it would cost me more than 120 thousand."

Initially, Abigail felt nothing for Joan. Since Sean had no feelings for her, she did not care if he got involved with Joan. However, that woman had undoubtedly overstepped her boundaries, and she felt rage surging inside her as she threw away the security guard's hand. "What is there to compensate? This dress doesn't even cost that much. She's trying to scam you with your money."

Hearing that, Joan suddenly turned grim and chastised, "Whom are you calling a scammer? I can afford a wedding dress that costs over a million at Chapter 22 Stay Away om He

your store. This is a dress Alana custom-made for me. 120 thousand is already a low price."

A sneer appeared on Abigail's face. "Alana custom-made it for you? Why don't I know about it?"

"Of course, you wouldn't know. That's because Alana and Sean are close." Since everyone knew Sean's name, they could not help but believe her even more.

were filled with sarcasm. She wondered if Joan knew she and Sean shared an even more 'intimate' relationship. Not only were they legally married, but they also slept together. However, she

but her reasoning told her she could not do so. That was because Luna had taken

was feeling aggrieved, she

dress. She felt relieved as her savior had finally arrived. Subsequently, Luna came over

waiter could not figure out Luna's identity, he quickly blamed Joan. "This lady says your friend doesn't have an invitation, which is why

Joan, the troublemaker, Luna took

bag. "See

the waiter saw the invitation, his complexion suddenly

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and wanted to peek at the name on the invitation, but the waiter closed the invitation before she could do so and respectfully returned it. "I'm sorry, Miss Smith. It was our

beforehand. It was also because Alana was so mysterious that no

lightning as she looked at

the invitations, she shot Joan a cold look with her made-up eyes. "The next time you frame someone, please look carefully and do not just