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.

whispered to Abigail, "The renovation must've cost at least a

them to run the show, but this place wasn't open to

the door. The models were whispering to one another, praising the

and Abigail entered the room the production team had arranged for them. Everyone else shared regular rooms, but since they were special guests, the production team had prepared a suite for them. The suite

Luna stared at the dim corridor, her jaw dropping. She was starting to imagine ghosts grabbing her. Spooky

a long day, and she just wanted to rest. She had no time to care about anything else. There were two bedrooms in the suite, and the bedding products all came from Simmons Bedding Company. They were all made of

tossed her luggage to 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

to stay here for a while, after all. She dismissively answered,

"Yeah, I know, but this is shared property if its lease is renewed during your marriage. I can't believe you can turn a blind eye when he's using