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?

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

birthday. Why are you sending me gifts? Oh, I'm not the only one.

address. Of course, she wouldn't spill just

text and went into the bathroom to wash her

the shop owner had seemed familiar to her today. It was because she bore a striking resemblance to him.

she came to this

came through on WhatsApp that she lowered

explained to him about her intention to send a gift and asked for

replied with an address and then asked, 'Why are you

a question for you. Are you familiar with the owner

'Not particularly. Why?'

couldn't discern whether his inquiry was genuine or

owner looks a lot like

that Eric was typing continuously, but no

they had first met. He has been quite kind to me, but what lies

I did recommend that place because I found the resemblance uncanny.

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

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

interest in prying into other people's family matters. So, she decided to change the topic by mentioning that she would send him the gift. 'Aren't you curious about how that child went