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?

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

my birthday. Why are you sending me gifts? Oh, I'm

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

she sent the text and went into the bathroom to wash her face. When she looked at herself in

mirror and suddenly remembered why the shop owner had seemed familiar to her today. It was because she bore a striking resemblance to him. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

she came to this realization,

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

to him about

address and then asked, 'Why are

thank you. Also, I have a question for you. Are

'Not particularly. Why?'

whether his

owner looks a lot like

was typing

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

Fine, you got me. I did recommend that place because I found the resemblance uncanny. It doesn't help the

owner lose a 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

ask her more questions, but her response had extinguished

change the topic by mentioning that she would send him the gift. 'Aren't you curious about how that child went missing?'