Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter

45

The manor was brightly lit at night. After dinner, the guests were led to their abode situated behind the manor. Legend had it that this was a castle that was passed down for generations, but the lackluster management and declining state of the family eventually forced the family to sell off this estate. The castle was then refurbished and expanded into a hotel. The entrance was held up by a few gigantic pillars with immaculate patterns engraved on them. The first thing the guests saw was a row of wooden fences and the clocktower standing atop the brownish-red roof. There was a grass field outside the entrance, surrounded by roses and vines. It looked exotic, romantic, and solemn at the same time.

She then turned back and whispered to Abigail,

The Stewarts partnered up with them to run the show, but this place wasn't open

from behind before they even opened the door. The models were whispering to one another, praising the spectacle of a

a suite for them. The suite was located on the top floor of the castle, and there were only three

can't be the only ones on this floor, can we?" Luna stared at the dim corridor, her jaw dropping. She was starting to imagine

the suite, and the bedding products all came from Simmons Bedding Company. They were all made of silk. There was a tearoom and a bathroom in the

the side, then she sank into the plump couch. "Hey, I heard the girls. This place belongs to that filthy rich husband of yours?" Luna looked around the resplendent room and touched the oil painting above the

to stay here for a while, after all. She dismissively answered, "We're

the couch, sighing in enjoyment. She muttered, "Yeah, I know, but this is shared property if its lease is renewed during your marriage. I can't believe