Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 247 Perfect Candidate for Marriage

Abigail looked him in the eye. "You should know that this program isn't working out. I saved the situation for him with Troubled Times. Or else, he would be screwed with his original idea.

"Thank you." Anthony's voice was filled with gratitude, but he sounded worried at the same time. "We're still friends, aren't we, little junior?"

"Of course. I've been competitive my whole life, so I'll help you out," she teased.

Regardless, Abigail had to repay the favor she owed to him. Even if she could not, she had to come up with a solution. After all, he had mentioned earlier that he was here to ask for her help, which proved how Meanwhile, Ronaldo stayed in Pendorf and decided to tour around for a week, and playing the duty of a host, Abigail sent one of the male employees from the studio to be his guide.

day, amid work, her employee dashed into her office in excitement and exclaimed delightfully, "Mr. Fernandez is such an interesting man. He had Donny ship in a big batch of seafood that was fished out th Although Pendorf was a huge city with its seafood supply, the variety of seafood produced here could not be compared to Eastbay, a city dependent

Donny, how much do these seafood cost? The studio will pay it to Mr. Fernandez," she said with a straight face, pacing toward "These are fished out by Mr. Fernandez's company, so you

time in my life that I've met a businessman as simple as Mr. Ferna At the mention of the devil, Ronaldo's car came rolling toward them and came to a stop in front of the studio. The car door swung open, and he climbed out, dressed up fancily in a pair of sunnies, a beachy

fate, and this little bit of seafood is just a token of

understand it if he gives one or two boxes, but he's giving me almost two hundr "I'm a brute with little education and would like to make another deal with you, but I

not anything illegal. You're Anthony's friend, and I'd

Anthony, Abigail said, "Let's go in and speak

at Sean, who was seated nearby, and felt as though there were pins and needles on his chair. Although Sean had done absolutely nothing and was

he could tell she was as aloof as her. "Kelly, he's stuck in traffic. Let's wait for him." Instantly, his voice became gentle.

could not

the perfect candidate for marriage. Unexpectedly, Sean, seated at the table opposite them, was even more