Abigail’s Second Life

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46 The Official Start

Chapter 46

The next morning, ladies were woken up by the incessant ringing of someone's phone. A groggy Abigail picked the phone up, but when she saw the time, she jumped up. "Hey, you didn't set the alarm!"

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It was an unknown number so Abigail paused for a moment, but she picked it up in the end. "Good morning, Ms. Quinn. We're the crew members who'll be attending to your needs during filming. Work is about to start soon, but you and Ms. Smith haven't had breakfast yet," a woman said gently.

Abigail heard a lot of noises in the background. "Oh, um, sorry. We'll skip breakfast and go straight to the set." Abigail pursed her lips awkwardly. Great. First day on the set, and we're late. She hung up after that.

She did wake up just now thanks to her circadian clock, but when she noticed it was still dark outside, she went back to sleep all too happily. When she got up, she realized that the curtains were drawn shut. The thick curtains blocked out the sunlight, and if she hadn't checked the time, she would have thought

it was still in the wee hours.

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Phone's dead and I didn't charge it." "Get up. Production team just called. Say goodbye to your breakfast." Abigail sighed and got out of bed. She took out a comfy white dress from her suitcase and quickly changed

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weren't far away from

dining halls in the place, and a few ushers

"Staff ID, please."

it to the crew. When they noticed the names, the usher's stern look was replaced by a look of worship. They pointed at the dining hall on the left and led the

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hall for designers is right here. Please follow me."

late? Undivided attention by everyone in the hall once they went inside. The people were already seated, and even though

you.

and her assistant, Ms. Quinn, correct? We were just waiting for Come in. Here's your seat." The host quickly

had never seen what she was like. If

host cleared her throat and made a simple introduction. "Good morning, guests. I'm Twylla Summers, the host of the show. And now it's

to quiet everyone down.

left side of the stage. It

rules were about to be announced, Abigail moved her sight away and took out a beautiful notebook from her bag, pretending

up into teams of

be drawing lots." The host held a remote control

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