Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 105 The Wound's Gonna Heal

Damian quickly said, "Hey, Victor just wanted to help because someone ordered her around like a servant, even when she was injured. That was just being kind. Why do you think it's a sordid affair? Projection The heated argument hyped up the show.

'This is interesting. Sean and the assistant's story was the star of the show. Until now. I think a bit more drama spices up everything.'

'Damian and Nina were on good terms a while ago. What happened? It's like they're enemies now!

'Am I the only one who heard that the production team ordered Quinn around in private? Was it Joan? She's the

only one who'd lord everyone around since she's on great terms with Mr. Graham. No wonder Nina's stuck to her like ants to honey.'

'Oy, that's conjecture, hater. You're accusing two of them at once? The Quinn and Graham ship hasn't sailed yet. Stop being delusional.

The chat room was getting heated as well. Nina looked upset from the scathing remark she got, but Joan chuckled. "Someone apparently hasn't learned their lesson."

nothing. He asked Victor to come to the

had to learn how to grill and juice

had to make the sauce listed on her list. While she was doing her job, Sean came over. He took

suit and grinned like a sly old fox. "Need my

rolled his sleeves up and grunted coolly. The audience was still wondering what was going on, but when Sean stood with Abigail and took the skewer away from her, the chatroom exploded. 'Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t.

the

up. Can't believe a guy like him would do

Kevin's hot too. Look at his eyes. So

hyped everyone up, and Joan was staring at Abigail as well. Abigail was a little surprised that Sean would push her away from her workstation. A moment later, she quickly said, "I'll minc

to do that. Just a day ago, he made her so mad she wanted to break up with him on the spot, and yet he was being so

the chat exploded again. Abigail finished rinsing the garlic, then she took a f Joan wouldn't take this lying down. She was peeling some fruits, and she cut her own finger on purpose. She gasped, her knife and fruit falling

quickly approached her and shouted, "Get the medic. She cut

he was going to put the skewer down and check on her, but Luna huddled closer. "I'll do it. You gotta grill the food fast, Mr. Graham. Everyone's

did it

the design. Can't have anything happen to her hand." Sean looked at Abigail. She took out