Chapter 384 Crippled Drawing Hand

During the meal, Abigail realized that Maisy had never once looked away from her.

Honestly speaking, it was making her feel embarrassed.

"Did you design the dress you're wearing?" Maisy gently asked just as the meal was coming to a

close.

"Yes." Abigail nodded.

Her dress was made of a very comfortable fabric in a neutral color and was covered in highly detailed and realistic embroidery. It was a variation of the classic princess line.

A flash of sorrow appeared on Maisy's face. "I should have asked you to sell me the dress no matter what back then. Your designs are beautiful

Abigail did not know if that was just flattery, but she still smiled in response. "Thank you."

"Let me escort you to the car, Grandmother," Eric chimed in.

"Okay," Maisy dotingly said.

It was clear he was afraid Maisy would upset Abigail. It seemed he would be a man who did everything his wife asked in the future.

The moment the two of them left, Abigail let out a loud sigh of relief.

As Eric escorted Maisy out of the hotel, she suddenly asked, "If you like her that much, why did you tell Josh you would be getting engaged to the Pearsons' daughter?"

not tell Maisy about what happened with Kelly. After all, Kelly was the daughter the Pearsons searched high and low for. He was certain that Maisy would stand on

Scarlett. Do you think the Pearsons have

Scarlett's daughter. There was no need

a pity as well. It would be nice if Abigail was Scarlett's daughter. That way, there was no need for all this trouble. "She's a calm and composed young girl who's also quite brilliant. In

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a shame. Why couldn't it

morning, Eric's mood soured when

he smiled. Today's competition will not be hard. You've gone on parkour shows, right? The parkour track we have for you is rather challenging. So,

with a

heard the punishment was parkour, she

the location,

obstacles in the past. Unfortunately, all of

was very soft and

We won't make it that hard for you to lose your balance," Tristan calmly stated. Abigail and Miranda were forced to race each other. The loser would have a bucket of icy water

stepped on the cylindrical bridge, she suddenly felt

oil on the

the bridge, she triggered a switch that caused a wave of icy water to come crashing down

right arm was stretched out and tightly held up in the air by the cables. Waves of agony shot up her arm, causing her to shriek

Miranda was sprawled out on the cylindrical bridge, too

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

in mid-air while her right hand was being

crew? Her arm's about to be torn off!" Eric shouted as he rushed in

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few long minutes. before eventually

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