Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 188 Declining Calls

Abigail sent a message to Eric. Thank you so much. Your suggestion was fantastic. I did find a

treasure.

She thought that Lexie would definitely love this belt. Not only was its design unique, but its fragrance was also one of a kind.

"What treasure?' he quickly replied.

However, she didn't tell him the details. Instead, she chose to keep the cards close to her heart. "You'll find out when Lexie walks the red carpet.

'Well, I have to wait a while for that. Still, consider me hooked."

She felt increasingly grateful as she read the text. Then, she eventually decided to respond. I'll treat you to a meal once you're free.

After she sent this message, she realized that she hadn't talked to Anthony in a while and owed him a meal as well. So, she switched to Anthony's chat and immediately sent him a message. "What are you up to? Why haven't you contacted me? Do I always have to do the heavy lifting. between us?"

He replied to her message within a minute. You're a busy person now. I heard you're secretly designing a red carpet gown for Lexie. I didn't want to disturb you. Where are you now?

touched by the concern of her friends and smiled faintly. I'm working on some embroidery in Ouisford. However, I want to send some gifts to a

'It's not my birthday. Why are you sending me gifts?

me your address. Of course, she wouldn't spill just who

she sent the text and went into the bathroom to wash her face. When she looked at herself in the mirror, the smile on her face disappeared

seemed familiar to her today. It was because she bore a striking resemblance to him. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

came to this realization, she

a message came through on WhatsApp that she lowered her head and replied to Anthony. Then,

she briefly explained to him about her intention to send a gift and

asked, 'Why are you sending gifts all of

Also, I have a question for you. Are you

'Not particularly. Why?'

his words, she couldn't discern whether his

owner looks a lot like me.

Eric was typing

reflected on Eric's unusual behavior since they had first met. He has been quite kind to

the bathroom, Eric had finally replied to her message. Fine, you got me. I did recommend that place because I found the resemblance uncanny. It doesn't help the fact

his words. I'm sorry. I'm definitely not his child. My grandparents told me that I'm their biological granddaughter, and I believe they wouldn't lie to me without a good reason. Maybe there's something they find difficult to talk about, which is

dejected upon receiving her message. He had initially wanted to ask her more questions, but

into other people's family matters. So, she decided to change the topic by mentioning that she would send