Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 61 Stop Shipping Random Couples

At 3.00PM, the production team announced that there would be three hours of recreation time- which would be live-streamed.

Abigail had been racking her brains for a way to get closer to Sean, and her eyes lit up

the moment she heard the announcement. Under Luna's eager anticipation, she changed into a loose white T- shirt and a run-of-the-mill pair of bleached skinny jeans that framed her long and slender legs. Still, such an

outfit was very unattractive in the eyes of a fashion designer. "Is that it? I thought you were going to pull out all the stops to sweep Kevin off his feet." Luna's eyes popped out in incredulity at her aesthetic sense Who cares about Kevin? I'm here to court Sean! thought Abigail inwardly.

Upon arriving at the banquet hall, she immediately spotted Sean sitting next to Kevin, his eyes impassive. He seemed uninterested in the tea party.

On the other hand, Kevin's eyes lit up at the sight of Abigail. He whispered to Sean, "You were gone

for an hour after lunch. Did you go looking for her after finally realizing that you've got something to say to her?"

"Shut up." Sean pushed his face away in disgust, his eyes quietly scanning Abigail's attire.

Kevin let out a stifled laugh. Then, he stood up, beckoning to Abigail and Luna in a friendly manner like a big boss. He said, "Miss Smith, come over and have a seat here."

Luna dragged Abigail along, fearing that Joan would get the jump on them and take up the seat

before they could.

Kevin gave up

of the steadiness befitting the head of the production team. He said animatedly, "You two sit on the right; I'll sit

everyone had arrived in the banquet hall, all eyes of those present were fixed on Luna. They envied her for the preferential treatment she received from

dramatic show of pushing and nudging to offer the seat to each other. Then, seeing that it was enough, Luna forcefully seated Abigail- who pretended to be shy and

nodded, appearing extremely meek and

to contain his laughter, feeling like he might burst out laughing at any moment. He raised his hand and pinched his chin with all his might, trying to keep himself from breaking into laughter. Hiss Sean kicked him in the leg, upon which he immediately drew a quiet breath before sitting up with

look stern,

actually. Miss Smith, who has worked with him, understands this

chimed in, "Yeah, that's

designers present called out in unison, "Good afternoon,

may

of justifying the seating

seated with people he didn't know well. Since Luna had worked with him

intended for Joan, who had yet to

Sean nodded, acknowledging everyone.

Abigail, you're quick-witted and good with your hands. Make sure not to slight him." Abigail replied dutifully at once, "I got it, Miss Smith." Given Sean's prominent status,

of soda

watched.

large round table in the banquet hall. She stood in front of Kevin and- suppressing the boiling anger within her-asked with a sweet and gentle smile, "Mr. Stewart, why didn't you save a seat for me? You know about my relationship with

going to attend the

with suppressed anger. “How could I not attend

dismay, Sean paid no attention to her, being completely absorbed in eating the orange Abigail had