Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter

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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.

the wedding dress, Abigail felt a pang in her heart, and her eyes were filled with sarcasm. She wondered if Joan knew she and Sean shared an even more 'intimate' relationship. Not only were they legally married,

one moment when Abigail wanted to expose the truth and prove Joan wrong, but her reasoning told her she could not do so. That was because Luna

ones in trouble. Just as Abigail was feeling aggrieved, she heard an

Luna arrogantly approaching them while holding the hem of her dress. She felt relieved as her savior had finally arrived. Subsequently, Luna came over and pulled

identity, he quickly blamed Joan. "This lady says your friend doesn't have an invitation, which

a cold glance toward Joan, the troublemaker, Luna

from her bag.

the invitation, his complexion suddenly

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the waiter closed the invitation before she could do so and respectfully returned it. "I'm sorry, Miss Smith.

guest, whom he had announced to them beforehand. It was also because Alana was so mysterious that no one had seen her before that

been struck by lightning as she looked at the person before her in

having experienced all sorts of situations, she had grown to hide her feelings. After retrieving the invitations, she shot Joan a cold look with her made-up eyes. "The next time you frame someone, please