Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 383

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?"

drag her down." Eric could not tell Maisy about what happened with Kelly. After all, Kelly was the daughter the Pearsons searched

lot like Scarlett. Do you think the Pearsons have

daughter. There

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 terms of personality, she's certainly

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found it a shame. Why couldn't it

next morning, Eric's mood soured

on parkour shows, right? The parkour track we have for you is rather challenging.

nodded with

was parkour,

location,

the past. Unfortunately, all of

very soft and hard

on cables. 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

on the cylindrical bridge, she suddenly felt her feet

was oil on

that caused a wave of icy water

cables holding her up were also spinning as she fell. When everything stopped, her right arm was stretched out and tightly held up in the air by the cables. Waves of agony shot up her

was wrong as he swiftly shouted, "Don't move the cables!" Miranda was sprawled out on the cylindrical bridge, too

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while her right hand was

arm's about to be torn off!" Eric

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stood there and watched for a few long minutes. before eventually calling

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