Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 319 His Idol

Abigail wasn't insistent on reaching a resolution today. She understood the importance of flexibility and not burning bridges unnecessarily.

As she brought the teacup to her lips, she appreciated the delicate fragrance. In Eastbay, it was customary to use smaller cups for tea, but they were always well-crafted. "This is the Silver Needle. It's a delightful tea, perfect for a summer day," she commented after taking a sip.

Tony was pleasantly surprised by her ability to identify the tea based on its taste.

Silver Needle might not be widely recognized, but it had earned local fame in Eastbay, remaining a hidden gem to those beyond the region.

With a smile. Tony asked, "Are you a tea connoisseur, Ms. Quinn?"

In truth, she wasn't, but her knowledge of tea came from Josh's tea house. He was quite the enthusiast, and their conversations often revolved around tea culture.

"I have a friend who is quite passionate about tea and has shared some knowledge with me," she replied politely.

He nodded, assuring her, "Regarding Lacey, Ms. Quinn, I promise to provide you with an explanation."

"Mr. Booker and I were once classmates who got along fairly well, Mr. Fernandez, but that was all in the past. If something were to happen between us, it would've happened a long time ago, wouldn't it?" Abigail asked, her tone serene as she set her cup down.

"You're absolutely right, Ms. Quinn. Lacey's not thinking straight," Tony agreed right away.

wonder if it was related to the phone call his uncle had received earlier. As they left the house, he couldn't resist voicing his frustration, saying, "You lied to

little fib, you still defended me. You're quite the handsome and honorable gentleman,

just tell me the truth next time? Why bother lying? Were you afraid

cousin," Abigail

of principles!" Ronaldo declared proudly, hand

you choose a place

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not necessary!" He livened up at the

supper.

trip would be a one-woman battle, but to her surprise, she found unexpected support both from an

his friends engaged in lively, humorous conversation, which helped. Abigail relax and improve her mood. It was her

at the hotel that Ronaldo had arranged for her, her cheeks were slightly. flushed from the alcohol.

You're our guest. Rest well tonight,

good night's sleep, Ms. Quinn. We'll take you to other places in the city tomorrow. You'll have a great time!" Ronaldo's friends chimed in with enthusiasm. Abigail nodded.

and Ronaldo

Ronaldo's friends couldn't resist asking, "She's so beautiful, Ronaldo. Do you think you can

he stomped on his friend's foot and exclaimed, "What are you thinking?! She's a genius designer who graduated from

it?" Ronaldo's

you think I even

His friends fell silent.

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