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.

help but 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

remarked, "Even after discovering my little fib, you still defended me. You're

melted his mock anger. "Ms. Quinn, why not just tell me the truth next time? Why

cousin,"

principles!" Ronaldo declared

"That's true. How about you choose a place for supper? I'll

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you treat us? That's not necessary!" He livened up at the

supper.

initially believed this trip would be a one-woman battle, but to her surprise, she found unexpected support both from an unidentified ally and

conversation, which helped. Abigail relax and improve her

that Ronaldo had arranged for her, her cheeks were slightly. flushed from the alcohol. She said, "Thank you for your hospitality, and I assure you, I won't disappoint

things? You're our guest. Rest well tonight, and tomorrow, we'll teach that errant

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

closed the door, and Ronaldo and

elevator, one of Ronaldo's friends couldn't resist asking, "She's so beautiful,

a genius designer who graduated from Pendorf Design Academy. How can I

Ronaldo's friends crowded

think I even stand a chance?" Ronaldo rolled his eyes and pushed

His friends fell silent.

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