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?

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

seemed surprised. 'It's not my birthday. Why are you sending me gifts? Oh, I'm not the

not? If yes, then send me your address. Of course, she wouldn't spill just who was on her

her face as she sent the text and went into the bathroom to wash her face. When she

because she bore a striking resemblance to him. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

came to this realization, she was beyond

when a message came through on WhatsApp that she lowered her head

her text yet, so she briefly explained to him about her intention to

then asked, 'Why are you sending gifts all of

for you. Are you familiar with the owner of that tea

'Not particularly. Why?'

words, she couldn't discern whether his inquiry was

looks a lot like me.

that Eric was typing continuously,

had first met. He has been quite kind to me, but what lies behind his kindness? She ran her fingers through her hair,

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 that you once mentioned that you only have your grandparents. So, it made me want to inquire about your

child?" She would be rather foolish if she failed to understand the implications behind 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

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

interest in prying into other people's family matters. So, she decided to change the topic by